Lynda Hull in her short life (1954-1994) wrote memorable poems, distinctive for their flamboyant shadows, a created world where pathos always has some swagger of the doomed: a quality that you might call (depending on your decade) Goth, punk, noir or maud
Jampole begins with the charm of a master poet recreating stories of men or women just before a crisis begins or ends, at a precarious equipoise before a moment of change....[he] creates some of the deepest feeling people you will ever meet...then...begin
Restraint, the central emotion of Bishop’s poetry, is only necessary when there is an overwhelming pressure towards expression – in just the same way as, according to T. S. Eliot, the extinction of personality is only possible when there is a personal
Now, THIS is what I've been looking for in a poetry blog (or in any writing on poetry). Absolutely compelling, both in terms of selections and criticism; so spunky and smart, I enjoy every bit, including the sour, "rhubarby" flavors...