Michelle Rinaldi Ortega, Tweetspeak’s Poet Laura, visits a farm and finds chickens, goats and even Simon the pig coaxing along her dreams.
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Poets and Poems: Spencer K.M. Brown and “Cicada Rex”
In “Cicada Rex: Poems,” poet and novelist Spencer K.M. Brown displays remarkable insights about life, nature, and, of course, cicadas.
Poets and Poems: Gabrielle Myers and “Break Self: Feed”
The poems of “Break Self: Feed” by Gabrielle Myers remind us of our intricate and intimate connection to the natural world.
Beautiful Spaces: Interview with Poet Claire Coenen
Meet poet Claire Coenen, and enter the spaces she cultivates, as well as the spaces that the poets she loves have cultivated for her.
Jay Parini Has 16 Robert Frost Poems to Memorize
In “Robert Frost: Sixteen Poems to Learn by Heart,” Jay Parini has written a great introduction to the poet and reasons to memorize his work.
LIII. “I Stepped From Plank To Plank” by Emily Dickinson
< Return to Emily Dickinson Poems LIII. I Stepped From Plank To Plank EXPERIENCE. I stepped from plank to plank So slow and cautiously; The stars about my head I felt, About my feet the sea. I knew not but the next Would be my final inch, — This gave me that precarious gait Some […]
L. “You Cannot Put a Fire Out” by Emily Dickinson
< Return to Emily Dickinson Poems L. You Cannot Put a Fire Out POWER. You cannot put a fire out; A thing that can ignite Can go, itself, without a fan Upon the slowest night. You cannot fold a flood And put it in a drawer, — Because the winds would find it out, And […]
Sor Juana Inés de la Cruz – The 17th Century Poet (and Nun)
Juana Inés de la Cruz was one of the leading poets and philosophers of the Spanish Golden Age. And she was a nun.
XLVIII. “What Soft Cherubic Creatures” by Emily Dickinson
< Return to Emily Dickinson Poems XLVIII. What Soft Cherubic Creatures What soft, cherubic creatures These gentlewomen are! One would as soon assault a plush Or violate a star. Such dimity convictions, A horror so refined Of freckled human nature, Of Deity ashamed, — It’s such a common glory, A fisherman’s degree! Redemption, brittle lady, […]
XLIII. “The Brain” by Emily Dickinson
< Return to Emily Dickinson Poems XLIII. The Brain THE BRAIN. The brain is wider than the sky, For, put them side by side, The one the other will include With ease, and you beside. The brain is deeper than the sea, For, hold them, blue to blue, The one the other will absorb, As […]
Once Upon a Poet: An Interview with Laurie Klein
The seeds of poetry saved Laurie Klein. And now she’s counting doors in ways you’ll want to hear about.
Poetic Voices: Ian Seed and Stephen Pollock
Poets Ian Seed and Stephen Pollock poetically consider what becomes more important as you move or inch into later life.
Honeybees, Death, Grief, and Life: “The Honey Field” by Laura Boggess
“The Honey Field” by Laura Boggess is a story of death and grief, healing and recovery, life and love — and honeybees, of course.
XXXIV. “I Have a King Who Does Not Speak” by Emily Dickinson
< Return to Emily Dickinson Poems XXXIV. I Have a King Who Does Not Speak I have a king who does not speak; So, wondering, thro’ the hours meek I trudge the day away,— Half glad when it is night and sleep, If, haply, thro’ a dream to peep In parlors shut by day. And […]
XXXIII. “I Measure Every Grief I Meet” by Emily Dickinson
< Return to Emily Dickinson Poems XXXIII. I Measure Every Grief I Meet GRIEFS. I measure every grief I meet With analytic eyes; I wonder if it weighs like mine, Or has an easier size. I wonder if they bore it long, Or did it just begin? I could not tell the date of mine, […]
XXIX. “Are Friends Delight or Pain” by Emily Dickinson
< Return to Emily Dickinson Poems XXIX. Are Friends Delight or Pain FRIENDS. Are friends delight or pain? Could bounty but remain Riches were good. But if they only stay Bolder to fly away, Riches are sad. -Emily Dickinson Enjoy Artistic Representations of “Are Friends Delight or Pain” by Emily Dickinson Listen to these […]
XXVIII. “A Door Just Opened on a Street” by Emily Dickinson
< Return to Emily Dickinson Poems XXVIII. A Door Just Opened on a Street CONTRAST. A door just opened on a street — I, lost, was passing by — An instant’s width of warmth disclosed, And wealth, and company. The door as sudden shut, and I, I, lost, was passing by, — Lost doubly, but […]
XXVI. “The Farthest Thunder That I Heard” by Emily Dickinson
< Return to Emily Dickinson Poems XXVI. The Farthest Thunder That I Heard The farthest thunder that I heard Was nearer than the sky, And rumbles still, though torrid noons Have lain their missiles by. The lightning that preceded it Struck no one but myself, But I would not exchange the bolt For all the […]
XXV. “If Recollecting Were Forgetting” by Emily Dickinson
< Return to Emily Dickinson Poems XXV. If Recollecting Were Forgetting WITH FLOWERS. If recollecting were forgetting, Then I remember not; And if forgetting, recollecting, How near I had forgot! And if to miss were merry, And if to mourn were gay, How very blithe the fingers That gathered these to-day! -Emily Dickinson Enjoy Artistic […]
XXIV. “The Reticent Volcano Keeps” by Emily Dickinson
< Return to Emily Dickinson Poems XXIV. The Reticent Volcano Keeps RETICENCE. The reticent volcano keeps His never slumbering plan; Confided are his projects pink To no precarious man. If nature will not tell the tale Jehovah told to her, Can human nature not survive Without a listener? Admonished by her buckled lips Let every […]