I always admire poets who paint a vivid, compelling picture of a setting or situation that seems, on its surface, […]
Oh, hi. It’s me again. Surfacing after months of quiet here on the blog to say, I made a book, […]
Summer went by quickly for me this year. With a wiggly baby and active preschooler, I spent a lot of […]
Here’s my latest short introduction for Image Journal‘s Poetry Friday column. Marjorie Stelmach’s poem “After” is a tender and nuanced […]
Kristin George Bagdanov's poem "More Strange" is a compact powerhouse of emotion and complexity. I've been thinking about it a lot these past few weeks, moving through some heavy sadness over the brokenness of our world, while simultaneously beginning to wean my 14-month-old. I've been feeling weighed down by the violence in the news and grappling with my vulnerability, wanting to protect my child from what I have so little control over. It's easy to forget God's sovereignty and providence. It's all too easy to imagine that grief and pain have the last word.
This is the most recent poem to make me catch my breath, it’s so real. Part of it is that it […]
Yesterday we lost a great poet. Nobel winner Seamus Heaney died in his native Ireland at the age of 74. […]