Poets are the soul-keepers of our world

Reading this poem, by Czeslaw Milosz, I’m filled with gratitude for his exquisite voice, for his wisdom and vision, and the devotion with which he served what he loved throughout his long, working life. Poets are the soul-keepers of our world, and he was one of...
Round

Round

She won’t be held in pants with tightly buttoned waists, their tailored creases knifing into glittering conversations. She won’t enter the clamorous avenues of your angular world. Her roundness deflects your demands. She will not offer you mirrored...
Tender Mercies

Tender Mercies

On this day of renewal, when we celebrate the miracle of life emerging from broken ground — I offer you the tenderness of this poem by George McWhirter. May you savour, with a joyful heart, “the roughest, dearest sugar of the fruit.” ON PANCAKE...

This is what language is…

Each morning, I read poems — sometimes, a single drop of a poem that widens and ripples through my life all day; sometimes, a dancing river of poems that sweeps me towards a glimmering horizon. Poems restore my soul, return me to my beating heart, to my breath...
Before we’re ready…here comes the future!

Before we’re ready…here comes the future!

This poem, an excerpt from Adrienne Rich’s long-form poem, Contradictions, sings of this wild, windy, October Sunday. And of all the things that arrive “before we’re ready” — great, crashing angels bearing the spilling light of our future...

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