Into the Interior by Lawrence Ferlinghetti
I am your whispered voice your inside voice your interior voice your unheard voice your unspoken voice
Category: Poets
“Soneto amargo a la taza de café” de Ricardo Castorrivas (El Salvador)
Es la musa que anima a los poetas que van al cafetín de tarde en tarde. Mientras hablan de versos y cometas, la cafeína en sus cerebros arde…
Introduction to Poets: Lawrence Ferlinghetti
In late August, we will resume our monthly Introduction to Poets gathering. I will be happy to share on the life and work of Lawrence Ferlinghetti, whom I would occasionally see on the streets of…
Oda a las gracias by Pablo Neruda
Gracias a la palabra que agradece, gracias a gracias por cuanto esta palabra derrite nieve o hierro.
Introduction to Poets: Adrienne Rich (Wednesday 18 April)
For our fifth Introduction to Poets discussion, Becca Gorley will share with us her appreciation of Adrienne Rich. We will meet on Wednesday 18 April at 7:30 p.m. at the home of Katy Didden– 3538…
You Have To Be Ready For Ridicule by Ed Sanders
Leonardo packing up the Mona Lisa in 1516 to live near the King of France You have to be ready for ridicule The plane plops on the beach in 1903 after just a minute You…
February Introduction to Poets: Mary Oliver
Join us for our Third Introduction to Poets evening on Wednesday 15 February from 7:00 to 8:00 p.m. at the home of Jim and J’Ann Allen (4519 Oakland Avenue, Forest Park Southeast 63110). Marty King…
Poem of the Morning
I came across this poem by Adrienne Rich, and thought of the work you two do at Queen of Peace. My heart is moved By all I cannot save So much has been destroyed. I…
Allons! (Walt Whitman Appreciation Night)
Some people open the Bible and let their eye fall on a line to bring consolation or insight I turn to Leaves of Grass To quicken pulse To expand heart To spark smiles… The following is…
Ancient Song by Li Po
Chuang-tzu dreams he’s a butterfly, And a butterfly becomes Chuang-tzu. All transformation this one body, Boundless occurrence goes on and on: It’s no surprise eastern seas become Western streams shallow and clear, Or the melon-grower…