Mouthbrooders

During six months of vocal cord paralysis, author and professor Amy Nawrocki turned to the written word and fell in love with language again. The result of this exploration is her stunning collection Mouthbrooders, full of sounds and their echoes—ravens screeching, eggs cracking, and acorns falling. As Nawrocki struggles to find her own voice again, she […]

From the Archives: Pea Soup in October

Also from the archives, 1992. Blue Moon Diner   He might have been blind. In my hourglass recollection, I don’t believe he ever looked at me with his eyes–spacious, window-like; each blink the metamorphosis of a streetlight from red to green from grey to gray.   Aged cacti prickles crowned his head; roadmapped baldness charted […]

Words, words, words

The poem began as a class exercise. My students were experimenting with fixed and traditional form poems. I gave them the option of trying a villanelle or a sestina. Some had trouble getting started, so I offered a few images that they could pool from. We had discussed the form and how repetition functions differently […]

Upcoming release: Mouthbrooders–ready for pre-order

My new collection, Mouthbrooders, is ready to go to the printer for release in June. Order your copy and support Homebound Publications and get a 20% discount.

Hypergraphia

Fill in the blank: Poetry is ____________ From Poetry 205 Fall 2017 to Poetry 205 Spring 2019. This poem was compiled from students’ responses to the above equation. What is Poetry? I. a baby’s first tears, wrapped in the arms of a mother with fears a cigarette bowing to the flame and a vision upon […]

Getting on with it

After the ice storm, it’s good to get back to the living world, back to performing ordinary acts. A Gathering of Sorts As morning curdles its way to noontime, autumn plays its lazy guitar. To join the living world, we make our way to the post office with enough change in hand for three stamps. […]

the chaos of tumbling

Hold steady . . .  find your still point . . . get used to letting go . . . I was pleased to by honored recently by the Hamden Arts Commission and the Hamden Symphony Orchestra for my poem “Circumstance.” The poem won second place in the first ever poetry award co-sponsored by both […]

the paraphrase of a quail egg

After Inspecting Brassaï’s Graffiti At Musée d’Art Moderne I notice the construct of silhouetted stick figures juxtaposed above a door; one’s triangular body tells me to go into a different salle. There, I find another version of graffiti on the door in front of me as I sit down. This is not art someone has […]

30/30 Day 1

March 1st. Join me and seven other poets who will be writing 30 poems in 30 days. Here’s the link. Check back tomorrow for Friday’s posts. 30/30 Project Thank you to all our supporters. Click to sponsor me   

This may sound easy. It isn’t.

“A poet is somebody who feels, and who expresses [her] feeling through words. This may sound easy. It isn’t.” E.E. Cummings (or e.e. cummings as he preferred) wrote this advice to a young poet, and my poetry teacher shared it with me when I first started writing. After 27 years, it’s still not easy, but I can’t […]