Returning back to the MFA program at SDSU, Marilyn Chin was another poet/professor I had the honor of taking classes with. Although I love her most famous poem, “How I Got that Name,” particularly when she is reading it, this one is beautiful: Moon and Oatgrass The moon is not over the water, as you would […]

And for the gents, this week on PoeMonday, from Michael Blumenthal: Night Baseball [I] retrace by moonlight the roads where I used to play in the sun. — Marcel Proust At night, when I go out to the field to listen to the birds sleep, the stars hover like old umpires over the diamond, and […]

In today’s PoeMonday, a couple of poems from Lucille Clifton that I’m sure the ladies will appreciate. Let me hear what you think, ladies! homage to my hips these hips are big hips they need space to move around in. they don’t fit into little petty places. these hips are free hips. they don’t like […]

On this first PoeMondaY of August, I thought it fitting to present one of my favorite poems of all time – this poem by Denis Johnson. I just love the contemporary feel in such a traditional form, the sonnet. What are your thoughts? Heat Here in the electric dusk your naked lover tips the glass […]