Poet, professor, etc. Friday, April 13, 2018. Not so fast, say. It is very, very. Then, should not have. Started, white folks crazy. Friday, April 6, 2018. For him, opera is a world. In shrieks, shouts, cries, and. Sounds like catastrophe to him. Right away, the first notes,.

My little corner of the Interwebz. sometimes funny, sometimes not, but always true. Friday, May 20, 2016. It has been two years since your funeral. It has been five years since I last saw you. And it will be fore. Ver that you are in my heart. Tuesday, May 10, 2016. The winds of change and other dribble. There, I blew the dust off my blog. Wednesday, May 4, 2016.

These are poems I wrote while reading the news, poetic commentaries citing various real news items in hypertext. I hope my News Poems give you at least as much pleasure and inspiration as the media sources they draw on. Each poem is linked to a news article on the internet, or several. Click on the hypertexts to find the news clippings, reference pages and quoted texts. Have fun, explore! View my complete profile. A flame to bring to light.

Studies of a Poetry Club. We Find Solace in Our Dust. January 16, 2016 by Administrator. Photo via Copper Canyon Press The poet C. Wright died unexpectedly this week at the age of sixty-seven, in Providence, Rhode Island. Wright, 1949 2016; Read Her Poem Our Dust. Posted in C D Wright.

A blog for all Poets of Africa to share their work with each other and the world. To join as a poet and obtain blogging rights, contact the blog owner, Wayne Visser, himself a Poet of Africa. Be sure to send a sample poem and your email address. To Africa, her poets, and lovers of her poetry, I bid you welcome! Friday, 28 July 2017. The Masks of Africa by Anna Banasiak. The masks of Africa spin to nowhere. The words kill like the broken past.