1. Radioland by Lesley Wheeler I read Wheeler's blog and she's so damn smart (she's an American academic, poet, and a previous Fulbright fellow). This is her most recent collection of poetry. 2. The Pale North by Hamish Clayton The premise of this book about books is irresistible. It couldn't get more meta unless a Hamish Clayton … Continue reading Sixteen books for 2016
A Story About the Body The young composer, working that summer at an artist’s colony, had watched her for a week. She was Japanese, a painter, almost sixty, and he thought he was in love with her. He loved her work, and her work was like the way she moved her body, used her hands, … Continue reading Tuesday Poem: ‘A Story About the Body’ by Robert Hass
The Beginning of September I The child is looking in the mirror. His head falls to one side, his shoulders slump. He is practicing sadness. II He didn’t think she ought to and she thought she should. III In the summer peaches the color of sunrise In the fall plums the color of dusk IV … Continue reading Tuesday Poem: ‘The Beginning of September’ by Robert Hass
Mowing There was never a sound beside the wood but one, And that was my long scythe whispering to the ground. What was it it whispered? I knew not well myself; Perhaps it was something about the heat of the sun, Something, perhaps, about the lack of sound-- And that was why it whispered and … Continue reading Tuesday Poem: ‘Mowing’ by Robert Frost
Smells I love . . . The smell of the rain on the warm footpath, the smell of our baby all clean from her bath, the smell of clean sheets when Mum makes XXmy bed, and the smell in the kitchen when Dad's XXmaking bread. I love . . . the smell of the sea, … Continue reading Tuesday Poem: “Smells” by Jane Buxton
The Gazelle Gazella Dorcas Enchanted thing: how can two chosen words ever attain the harmony of pure rhyme that pulses through you as your body stirs? Out of your forehead branch and lyre climb, and all your features pass in simile, through the songs of love whose words, as light as rose- petals, rest on … Continue reading Tuesday Poem: “The Gazelle” by Rainer Maria Rilke
A wonderful comment about my favourite poem in a New Yorker article about the poetry of Mark Strand and Robert Hass: "Meditation at Lagunitas" wields its chasteness like bait: it would be just the poem to get a chaste person to go to bed with you. Here is the full article "Late and Soon" by Dan … Continue reading Poetry as pick-up line?