Mining the Mysteries of Language
By Robert Wynne
In the early 1990s, a young man came up to me after a reading I’d given, and told me how grateful he was that I had read a poem about suicide, because it … Continue reading→
By Heather J. Macpherson
What we say and what we do, and how we listen to each other, is more important than ever. As I mourned Hillary Clinton’s loss this week, like … Continue reading→
The Light of the Moon — poem for Audre Lorde By Gabriella M. Belfiglio Imagining your lips— my mouth forms words that come like the leaves of autumn dry falling and full of color I have always been … Continue reading→