The pleasure of having pre-cut strips (and squares) cannot be overstated. Continue reading →
Practice makes the dough wet enough and slack enough and rested enough to handle easily. Continue reading →
A poem…begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It is a reaching-out toward expression; an effort to find fulfillment. A complete poem is one where an emotion finds the thought and the … Continue reading →
Kathy’s Song and now from the heart of 1966…(more lyrics) …And as a song I was writing is left undone I don’t know why I spend my time Writing songs I can’t believe With words that tear and strain to … Continue reading →
Billy Collins and Mark Pinsky both talk about getting your reader to the last couple lines of a poem, and giving the reader a reward, something to make it worthwhile. This poem, The Corn Baby by Mark Wunderlich, is a … Continue reading →
perseverance, n. A lowly virtue whereby mediocrity achieves an inglorious success
