‘It Happens Despite Me’: Learning the Lessons of Nearly Meeting Lucille Clifton

All too often, as I’ve come to discover, it takes the death of a writer before I finally take a serious interest in his or her books. Such was the case a few times in the past year or so. After hearing about the death of someone whose work I either knew in passing, such… Continue reading ‘It Happens Despite Me’: Learning the Lessons of Nearly Meeting Lucille Clifton

April's New Poems Continue to Bloom, Even in June

Perhaps T. S. Eliot was right. April can be one of the cruelest months, especially if you are trying to keep up with the deluge of new poems and poetry books. You see, several years ago, I signed up to allow press releases, newsletters, news alerts, and suchlike other electronic detritus to rain down on… Continue reading April's New Poems Continue to Bloom, Even in June