It's a quiet weekend here and a perfect time to post. Did you read The New Yorker (Feb 11 & 18 issue)? Philip Levine has a poem "In Another Country" and when I say it's dreamy, I mean it literally. In this other country, ". . . There is no town, only / fields of long grass blowing in the wind / and beyond the wind the gray mountains." It ends, ". . . . The wind kept prodding / at my back as though determined / to push me away from where I was, / fearful, perhaps, I … [Read more...]
Laura Rodley “Coyotes”
Coyotes Coyotes leave deep paw prints in new snow, traipsing east to west in search of the sun, so many miles before the dawn when they curl and sleep buried by snow and leaves. There are buck tracks too, a line alongside the coyote, each walking the same path as me, but not hunting each other just on the move while I search for sleep and wish for the lightness of breathing freezing cold air minus seven below, wearing my … [Read more...]
My valentine to reading
Between the sheets I confess, to sleeping with books, covers spread open and waiting— they beckon, a fluttering of leaves like lapping tongues. Oh, their smooth embossed spines. The tawdry ones are good for a night. Rumpled, smelling of smoke, usually borrowed and broken. They’re anybody’s book, sorry, sticky maybe, used and returned. The worldly wise leave an exotic taste, others have the common … [Read more...]
Laura Rodley, Montague City Road
“Not even the tiniest incident of beauty slips past Laura Rodley's watchful eye. . . . ” This is a quote from Boston Literary Magazine Chapbook Review about Laura’s collection of poetry, Your Left Wheel is Coming Loose. I heartily concur. I first became familiar with Laura’s work when we both had work in Kiss Me Goodnight. Her poem “Addicted” is in Solace in So Many Words and she has let me publish "If I Had a Horse"on this website. Last week I put out a call for … [Read more...]
Lots to read & do: Bass, Desilets, Kerlikowske, Fermoy International Poetry Fest, Dennis O’Driscoll, and ARDOR
Contributors to Solace in So Many Words have been busy as usual. Ellen Bass who has four poems in our book ("And What If I Spoke of Despar," "Don't Expect Applause,""Jack Gottlieb's in Love," and "The Thing Is") has poems in the latest issues of The Sun and The New Yorker. "At the Padre Hotel in Bakersfield, California" which appears on page 33 the February issue of The Sun, features a "deep decolletage exposed enough for open-heart surgery." In The New Yorker, Ellen's … [Read more...]
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