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, […]
Last fall, I received the enormous gift of an extended conversation with poet Julie L. Moore, facilitated by Ruminate Magazine. Here […]
Here’s my latest short introduction for Image Journal‘s Poetry Friday column. Marjorie Stelmach’s poem “After” is a tender and nuanced […]
For me, reviving my writing practice has meant tuning into what works today, and taking one step at a time. It has meant being fierce—I will find time to write today because it’s important. And flexible—I will accept the amount and quality of time I have today, even if it’s five minutes, and trust that both will grow and deepen with time.
Here’s a poem I wrote in response to a photo prompt on Vox Poetica, a photo called Alberta Bound by […]
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.
In late June, I learned that my poem "Yellow" won the 2016 Janet McCabe Poetry Prize at Ruminate Magazine. The poem will be published in the September 2016 issue. Ruminate is one of my favorite publications, and its arrival in my mailbox is one of the small but great pleasures in my life. It's beautiful. It's print. It still comes in the mail. And it's quarterly, which means several months of anticipation between issues-- a novelty in an age when it seems we hardly have to wait to read anything anymore.
Last Night As I Was Sleeping Antonio Machadotranslated by Robert Bly Last night as I was sleeping,I […]
they always pull me in, the books. from library shelves and bookstore aisles, my own library. try to be obedient, […]