Poet’s Corner
Poet’s Corner is our new column devoted to poetry; a point of refuge in the online world where those who believe in the transformative power of language can come for contemplation and renewal. In pondering a name for this column, we remembered Poets’ Corner at Westminster Abbey, and, in NYC, St. John of the Divine Cathedral’s American Poets Corner. These sacred spaces in the physical world offer a palpable retreat from the bustle of the everyday; they are places where silence and only the most luminous and considered of words hold sway. We are drawn to this connection because we believe poetry can be a kind of sacred vocation as well as a contemplative encounter.
Trying to Listen, Learning to Speak
If someone listens, deeply, you’ve been heard, which helps you absorb it, and you can lay it at the feet of the right god. — Anne…
A Rumination on Images, Loss, and the Strange Comfort of Silence
A few weeks ago, a cousin sent me a photograph from the memorial dinner we had held after my father died, celebrating his life. It’s a…
Lucie Brock-Broido’s Giraffe
Not long after I learned that one of my most fiercely-adored poets, Lucie Brock-Broido, had died at the age of only 61, I read one of her recent poems in The New Yorker. During the course of reading it, my sense of time shifted from the comfortably temporal to something with no consoling limits. This is not an unusual reaction for me when I read Lucie’s poems, an instinctive recognition of something’s absolute rightness even as I feel immersed in the new and strange, the previously impossible.
A Light Exists in Spring
A Light exists in Spring
Not present on the Year
At any other period –
When March is scarcely here
Not present on the Year
At any other period –
When March is scarcely here
— Emily Dickinson
Mind of Winter
During these slow, cold winter months, the raw quickenings of Spring that I look so forward to each year can begin to seem more like a fever dream than an inevitability. Recently, a lonely inner chill slowed me to a still point of sorrow and depression, from which I’m now emerging.
Diane di Prima, Founding Mother of the Beat Movement
Diane di Prima is one of the founding mothers of the Beat Movement, but while the seminal (!) men of the era are extremely well known, too many people either don’t know or have forgotten about the women like Diane…
Walking the Pilgrim’s Path
In her beautiful book entitled, A Solemn Pleasure: To Imagine, Witness, and Write, writer Melissa Pritchard says, “Many of the tenets of sainthood are also to be cultivated in the committed writer:
A Convening of Poets
Again this morning I’ve opened the blinds barely awake
so the thief light will backhand my brain,
invited the oxblood jasper on the sill
to ravish my eye. Fists…