Gynocracy and its Discontents
Every now and again an upstart crow breaks free from the ivory tower and lands on the lawns of popular...
Every now and again an upstart crow breaks free from the ivory tower and lands on the lawns of popular...
Like most people I found my way to John Skelton because of Robert Graves. Because Skelton wore a gown...
Sometime in 1999 I joined a writing group that subsequently called itself The Cascadilla Poets. Over the...
I watch my babies climb across the nameless memories of this public grave their eager fingers burn the...
“I smiled sadly for a love I could not obey.” -David Bowie, Lady Stardust Finally, Endangered...
I wrote this poem maybe 12 years ago. At the time I was in a poetry group. They all had problems with it,...
I have been reading Blake for many years now. When I feel like cheering myself up, when I want to know that...
This is from Chekhov’s account of Sakhalin Island, a Russian Penal Colony and Place of Exile: Very...