On March 26, 2018, at the ‘March for Our Lives’ demonstration in Washington D.C., one of the march’s organizers, Emma Gonzalez, took the stage to speak against the insane notion that nothing can be done to protect us and our children from gun violence. People were shaken out of apathy and the #NeverAgain movement, organized… Continue reading The destruction of apathy: how Emma Gonzalez mobilized the tools of poetry to empower the #NeverAgain movement
April 10, 2018. Snow everywhere and it's miserably frigid. The calendar says spring arrived twenty one days ago but this is not spring. So here's a poem for questioning how things ought to be in light of how things are and vice versa. Christine Klocek-Lim’s nuanced poem, “This is Not a Poem,” is an ars poetica —… Continue reading This is not spring and this is not a poem
For impatient people: Because poetry has made me less self-absorbed and more empathetic, you can skip my explanation of why poetry is important enough to deserve a national month celebrating it, and jump straight to the 12 places to put poetry list. Just click here . So here's the story about why poetry is so important that… Continue reading 12 Places to Put Poetry for National Poetry Month
In her 1949 book, The Life of Poetry, Muriel Rukeyser indicates what motivated her to make poems: “Writing is only another way of giving, a courtesy, if you will, and a form of love.” Rukeyser was perhaps as well known for her political activism as for her poetry. Living through the death and destruction of… Continue reading Muriel Rukeyser on poetry as a weapon against hate
Epiphany commemorates the visit of the Magi, or wise men who visited the infant child, whom the angels in Luke's Christmas story announced as "a Savior, Christ the Lord." They came bearing precious gifts. They were guided by a star to a divine manifestation, an awe-inspiring spiritual experience, the moment of aha—at last I see!… Continue reading Epiphany: a collaborative poem for the sixth of January by Almut Furchert and me
I feel as if I've hauled my sweaty-palmed, embarrassed self to my first P.A. support group, dreading the moment...ugh..now it's my turn. Inhale. Close my eyes. Exhale. Open my eyes. Scan the room. Say it. Hi, I'm Tracy and I'm a poet. The reason this is a difficult admission for me? Often I’d prefer to be… Continue reading Are you a poet, too?
“And I have at last accounted for this last part of my story.” Beowulf’s voice surrounds me, and his image again appears whole before me. Beowulf the warrior reaches out his hand as if to touch me. I extend mine toward him. “Which causes more pain, I wonder. The words unsaid or the words not… Continue reading Susan Thurston’s “Sister of Grendel”: a cultural critique of the epic hero