Edna St. Vincent Millay: Dirge without Music
Down, down, down into the darkness of the grave
Gently they go, the beautiful, the tender, the kind…
January 3, 2020 · 1 Comment
Carolyn Gregory: Leaving the Theatre of Dreams (for Peter)
Tonight I walk through spring sadness, the nostalgia of dreams remembered and foregone, familiar places where we wrote our own epitaph, misspoken lines and rooms seen in the wrong light … Continue reading
March 23, 2019 · Leave a comment
Kareem Tayyar: New York Elegy
I saw the ghost of Whitman bathing in Bethesda Square, The mounted beat cops directing traffic on a moonless Manhattan night, The St. Marks street queens stalking rainbows with a … Continue reading
February 19, 2019 · 2 Comments
John Samuel Tieman: Elegy for a Poet
Michael Castro 1945 – 2018 while the snow wants to melt winter loiters and I will listen I will listen for you when I need a noun a sudden muscle an animal can use to … Continue reading
January 26, 2019 · Leave a comment
