Poetry is there for us in times of sorrow and joy. You step into the poet’s shoes, which makes you feel better, safer, known.
Grief, a Leaf, and Haibun Magic
Through a time of grief, Michelle Ortega discovered the haibun, and its interplay with haiku and prose poem forms, offered a place of reflection and healing.
Night Poetry: Darkness and Villanelle Poems
Try your hand at a night poem that easily captures the ambiguity of darkness, simply by virtue of its form.
Haiku: Pierced by Beauty
Haiku forbids excess. The poet has 17 syllables (or fewer) in which to say, not the un-sayable, but what can be said. There is no room for explanation, only impression. Angela O’Donnell on the way haiku gives the fleet glimpse instead of exposition, a quick picture in place of a thousand words.
The Great Fires, Poems 1982-1992 by Jack Gilbert
Jack Gilbert’s poems are lyrical and clean, like clear ice.