A light touch and a wry tone are what readers typically remember from the poetry of Alexander Pope (1688–1744), but he was absurdly talented, a man from whom words poured out in meter and rhyme as ...
Karla Alwes, an emerita SUNY Distinguished Teaching Professor of English at SUNY Cortland and John Keats scholar, will lecture on how well the Romantic era poet expressed the concept of “memory” on ...
that came before – A separation. We served tacos. Tacos that stained the concrete under which they were served. A stain which will serve as a new kind of reminder of that day for years to come. We are ...
we’re barely a week old, and drying up so fast no one can guarantee the roots you put down will thrive. Let me show off a bit with names like Savannah, named for a tribe of people whose land we built ...
‘Then pealed the bells more loud and deep: / ‘God is not dead, nor doth He sleep,’” Henry Wadsworth Longfellow proclaims in the tremendous final verse of his 1865 Civil War poem “Christmas Bells.” We ...
Jay Hopler died last week. Illness streaks across this poem from his final collection — but also love. By Jay Hopler Selected by Victoria Chang I always remember these lines in Jay Hopler’s debut book ...
“How soon we come to road’s end,” Charles Wright begins his poem “Apologia Pro Vita Sua.” Like any career retrospective, Wright’s “Oblivion Banjo” may feel like the end of a road — not in a gloomy ...
We are like flowers and don’t last forever. Quietly like thunder, beautifully like a river, Like a cloud, you passed through our world. You were right; Rivers will always outlive us. Grief always ...
A framed poster of a stamp depicting Langston Hughes, who wrote some of the best poems in American history. Poetry provides the perfect way to indulge in the escapism of reading without the commitment ...
But the English textbooks are not interested in my experiences. They want me to appreciate woods on snowy evenings when all I’ve ever enjoyed is the warm red oxide terrace and ghost stories in the ...
A WEST Belfast man has penned a collection of poems in memory of his late wife. 'Chatting with Wendy' was published by Joseph Healy on December 2, on the third anniversary of the death his wife Wendy.