If this poem looks familiar, it’s the one I wrote a while back as I was sleeping. I know! How interesting to me yet tedious for others — hahaha. The art isn’t mine but the typesetting is. My very first letter pressed image! When I started printmaking about a year-and-a-half-ago, it was to learn how [...]
Did you hear? I did, this morning on the BBC — that toads may be able to predict earthquakes FIVE DAYS in advance. Who loves nature? I DO! Imagine that, and Emily Dickinson, sorta, kinda talks about well, death and toads in her poem (and I think this is completely apropos) “A toad can die [...]
our lips smashed in the bright of day, i snuck past yours to find them. I don’t know a word of Latin but I looked up the words for “night poem.” I like the way these words sound together and distichon means a two-lined poem. The title is a little mysterious and provocative, don’t you [...]
This weekend, I watched the luscious Campion film Bright Star. I’ve never been much of a Keats fan but I take that all back now that I know he was tragically love struck. Oh, it was deliciously romantic but beyond that I have to say, one of my favorite parts of the movie was when [...]
Because the beautiful words in his head were truer than what he showed on the outside. Because his poetry has inspired me all my adult life. Because he’s the first poet that showed me how exquisite a poem can be. Because today he gave me an excuse to draw an angry sun. Because this poem [...]
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