Harriet Levin elaborates…
My Oceanography A strand of algae leaves its rubbery translucent swatch on my skin. My first impulse is to peel it off lest a horror movie version of contagion unfold... Read More
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Amy Guzman on The Frost Place Scholarship
For five days in late June, I trekked to the White Mountains of New Hampshire to attend The Frost Place’s Seminar on Teaching and Poetry, thanks to the generous scholarship... Read More
January Gill O’Neil elaborates…
HOODIE Rewilding A gray hoodie will not protect my son from rain, from the New England cold. I see the partial eclipse of his face as his head sinks into... Read More
Ringaround Arosie (after the sculpture by Eva Hesse) – Harriet Levin
This poem and many others were triggered by the exhibition “Eva Hesse Sculpture,” May 12-September 17, 2006, The Jewish Museum, New York. “Ringaround Arosie” “Ishtar,” “Hang-Up,” “Chain Polymers” “Ink Wash... Read More
HAPPY BIRTHDAY & THANKS, WALT!
A few years ago, I was privileged to read at the Something Old, Something New (Jersey) 350th birthday celebration at the Hoboken Historical Museum. Curated by CavanKerry poets, Teresa Carson... Read More
Sarah Sousa elaborates…
You Are Not Grass The last wild passenger pigeon was namedButtons because the mother of the boy who shot it,stuffed the bird and sewed black buttons for eyes.People with Ekbom... Read More
Invitation to Walt – for Occupy Wall Street – Danny Shot
From Camden come, rise from the dustfly to Zuccotti Park with your shaggy beardand your old school hat come see what’s happenedto your home and your beloved democracy.Let’s grab a... Read More
Hardwoods – Cory Crouser
HardwoodsOn the east sideOf the clearingAt the ox-bowOn the SandyThere’s a fir treeGrowing up fromWhat remains ofAn old maple(The evergreenDeeply rootedIn the flesh ofThat toppled thing).Take this on faith,You’d bleed... Read More
Whitman Sings Camden Now – Tina Kelley
Among the women in tank tops, backs arched, slow pacing,Among the young men riding small wobbling bikes against traffic,Among the rows of row homes, standing like beggars waiting for money,Waiting... Read More