November 23, 2022

Ode to the Whitman Line “When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom’d” by Kimiko Hahn

Ode to the Whitman Line "When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloom'd" I cannot consider scent without you, I cannotthink that color so gay, so Japanese, so vernal without you; not assassination or any death… Continue Reading

November 18, 2022

“When I Am Among The Trees” by Mary Oliver

When I Am Among The Trees When I am among the trees, especially the willows and the honey locust, equally the beech, the oaks and the pines, they give off such hints of gladness. I… Continue Reading

November 11, 2022

“Poem for Haruko” by June Jordan

Poem for Haruko I never thought I’d keep a record of my pain or happiness like candles lighting the entire soft lace of the air around the full length of your hair/a shower organized by… Continue Reading

November 4, 2022

“Beyond Santiago” by David Whyte

Beyond Santiago Death is so simple,one momentyou are aliveand then,you are not. And that fearyou carry with youmight beequally as simple too, that you’llnever havethe timeto accomplishwhat you wish. But stopa moment now,before the waybeyond,and… Continue Reading