In “The Space Carved by the Sharpness of Your Absence,” poet Nancy Murphy makes sense of loss, grief, pain, and separation.
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.
What do the thrushes sing? Ah Holy, Holy or Crack! Join us as we learn Charlotte Mew’s poem “I so liked Spring” By Heart.
How many ways can you look at a mistake? Join Callie Feyen and take your mistake out for a walk. And write a poem about the process.
New collections by poets Stephanie Rogers and Katie Manning are infused with a sense of loss, displacement, and a grittiness that fits their subjects.