This Hit Me of Late

In the Attic by Seamus Heaney 1. Like Jim Hawkins aloft in the crosstrees Of Hispaniola, nothing underneath him But still green water and clean bottom sand, The ship aground, the canted mast far out Above a seafloor where striped fish pass in shoals— And when they’ve passed, the face of Israel Hands That rose […]

Just Because I Love It

I have desired to go Where springs not fail, To fields where flies no sharp and sided hail And a few lilies blow. And I have asked to be Where no storms come, Where the green swell is in the havens dumb, And out of the swing of the sea.

Poetry and Parenthood

As the sun was setting outside our hospital room and the four of us were sharing a moment of contentedness I had a moment to look up some relevant poetry on my Poetry.org app (which I highly recommend if your the app using type). I read them aloud but it was hard to get through […]

The Annals Say

VIII The annals say: when the monks of Clonmacnoise Were all at prayers inside the oratory A ship appeared above them in the air. The anchor dragged along behind so deep It hooked itself into the altar rails And then, as the big hull rocked to a standstill, A crewman shinned and grappled down the […]

Romantic Moment

As it happens, the audio poem of the day at poetryfoundation.org is by Tony Hoagland. Romantic

Poetry

Remember the Hollow Men shared poetry with one another? Why did we stop? Here’s one I clipped from the New Yorker and tacked to the studio wall a while ago.

Poetry Post: Burning Stubble

It’s been some time since the last poetry post. In the spirit of Ned sharing his excellent paintings, I thought I would share a recent poem of mine. BURNING STUBBLE There are many ways to become unexceptional. A field a field a field a road a field a field on fire. And you in a […]

John Estes has a book of poetry out.

We got a post card from Finishing Line Press (www.finishinglinepress.com) that announced the publication of John Estes’ (Jennifer’s husband) first book of poetry. You can find it in the new releases section on the website. I’d be interested to hear what you know about the press, Shotts. I’m going to order a copy. I’d also […]

YouTube Friday — The Hollow Men

So here I am at the McPherson Public Library buzzing on coffee from the Main St. Deli.  Now seems like an appropriate time to post Marlon Brando reading “The Hollow Men.” Enjoy if you dare.

Spring Poetry Post

Before National Poetry Month wanes entirely, here is another spring poem. This one is by D.A. Powell, author of Tea, Lunch, and Cocktails. sprig of lilac —for Haines Eason in a week you could watch me crumble to smut: spent hues spent perfumes. dust upon the lapel where a moment I rested yes, the moths […]

Poetry Post

It IS National Poetry Month, so I shouldn’t let it get away without a current Poetry Post. This one from fellow Kansan Albert Goldbarth, who teaches at Wichita State University and who is the only poet to have twice won the National Book Critics Circle Award in Poetry. This poem is from the “new” section […]

Spring (and All) Poetry Post

A necessary poem from William Carlos Williams for our first weekend of spring. –Shotts Spring and All By the road to the contagious hospital under the surge of the blue mottled clouds driven from the northeast-a cold wind. Beyond, the waste of broad, muddy fields brown with dried weeds, standing and fallen patches of standing […]

Saint Patrick’s Poetry Post

  Two poems for you this Saint Patrick’s Day weekend. The first from Seamus Heaney, his ars poetica. The second from Nuala Ni Dhomhnaill, about her decision to write in the Irish language, followed by an English translation by Paul Muldoon. Slainte! –Shotts Personal Helicon for Michael Longley As a child, they could not keep […]

Poetry Post

Here’s a brief poem by one of my teachers, Mary Jo Bang. –Shotts The Cruel Wheel Turns Twice And tightens until language can’t bear this Hollowing, crash cart, Please. In the silence, A bus slithers by A din. The aluminium morning moves like a train, A metal rod Exiting a tunnel, dropped in a gate […]

A Valentine

Here’s a poetry post for Valentine’s Day. I recommend this one to give or read to your respective loves. Sadly, my beloved is in India for work, so we’re celebrating, as we can, from afar. I’ll be somewhere with a Guinness, remembering Galway… Here’s to all of you and yours. –Shotts Sonnet XVII by Pablo […]