Poetry Month 4/4/16

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Poem: “Overture”

Collection: Tremolo by Kelly Hansen Maher

Line: (some i named, but (i did not name them all

Response: After I had my daughter, I felt this tension. It was the most profound moment.  But some writers see it as twee, cute, domestic to write about birth. Loss. The body making. When that is the last way I see it. Maher does the devastation justice. Of loss.  And how the body holds life and grief inside. Like a parentheses. But always unevenly.   

   

Poetry month 4/3/16

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Poem: “October Anecdote” by John Gallaher

Chapbook: The Future of Love

Favorite line/ phrase: “Come in now.  The metal/ is cold to the touch.”

Response: This poem lives at a playground.  Late afternoon. Late fall.  And it feels simple.  But menacing. There are so many questions only continued re readings will answer.  Which is exactly my plan.

Poem a Day for Poetry Month 4/1/16

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Poem: “Winter Inlet Arrangement” by Hastings Hensel

Journal: 32 Poems

Favorite line/ phrase: “the tin sheen of the pluff mud bank”

Response: This is a poem I wish I had written.  It sees both the detail in the landscape but also the meaning behind it, the way we freight what we see with who we are.  And while I can see everything he describes, and it makes perfect sense to me, I have never thought of it in those terms.  Sometimes, that is exactly what I want poetry to be: new, but understood, terms for the world around me.