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Rachel Hadas: The Seeds

My former student sent me six or seven
little homemade packets—folded paper
labelled and taped. Inside each packet
she’d tucked a few heritage seeds:
squash, lettuce, kale, peas, more I am forgetting.

June 12, 2022 · 3 Comments

Rachel Hadas: Sourdough Starter

One batch of sourdough starter, it is said,
can trace its lineage generations back.
Each fresh loaf carries on the tangy smack…

May 28, 2022 · Leave a comment

Rachel Hadas: Ides of March MMXX

But who
could hear me through my mask?
Don’t ask.
Love
wears a glove.

April 11, 2022 · 2 Comments

Rachel Hadas: ‘Laugh right in its face’ – a poet reflects on her craft’s defiant role in the middle of a war

Poets write poetry to help them come to terms with the terror of their times. The process of writing those poems, and the process of reading them, both offer respite.

April 3, 2022 · 3 Comments

Rachel Hadas: February 29, 2020

That extra day, that ordinary day,
I got where I was going on the train
and taught the lyric leap, as per the plan;
then, tired, happy, bathed in poetry,
caught a train and travelled back again

March 20, 2022 · 2 Comments

Rachel Hadas: Smoke

Smoke from a massive fire was blowing across the river
into the city: lobbies of apartment buildings,
inner rooms of doctors’ offices.

January 23, 2022 · 1 Comment

Rachel Hadas: Ghost guest

I sometimes think I recognize the face
of my own death. Knowing it is nearer
makes me feel it ought to be familiar,
a neutral guest I’ve seen somewhere before.

December 29, 2021 · 4 Comments

Rachel Hadas: Fire Pit

Gathered, we watched flames
flickering and drawing us together.
It was hard to pull our eyes away.

October 16, 2021 · 1 Comment

Rachel Hadas: Humble Herb is Rival to Prozac

The little notebook, its pages an eye-ease greenish tint, with my staggering penciled captions labeling every blessed thing, each flower picked and pressed and taped down to the page, contains more than specimens of wildflowers from a Vermont meadow. It encloses the first summer I remember.

September 18, 2021 · 5 Comments

Rachel Hadas: What do the classics teach us about hope?

How do we weather this welter of bad news? How do we adapt?

September 12, 2021 · 3 Comments

Rachel Hadas: Lessons of Poetry

It is easier to lecture about the time and place of a book, the culture that produced it, the special historical or linguistic problems involved in it. It is harder…to face the book as a masterpiece and to help the student understand why it is a masterpiece….

August 22, 2021 · 4 Comments

Deborah DeNicola: The Death of Socrates

Even the guards listened in
as he taught his eternal lesson,
how to live like a moral human. Politics
back then—as now—rampant, wretched corruption,
a den of sociopaths in sheep’s clothing.

July 22, 2021 · 3 Comments

Rachel Hadas: Lyric Leap

lacuna, hiatus, sidebar,
sudden swerve, and you are far
along already toward surprise.

June 21, 2021 · 1 Comment

Rachel Hadas: Fingernails

Vanessa Redgrave thought whatever
separates life and death
is tiny as the sliver of a fingernail.

May 19, 2021 · 2 Comments

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