
Taylor Swift is our Greatest Confessional Poet
Confessional poetry has had a haunted reputation from its post-war onset. The literary legacies of…
Confessional poetry has had a haunted reputation from its post-war onset. The literary legacies of…
TEACHER I know I’ve made a christ of you the way I gather up the…
Calling All Angels Leaves fall like secret prayers— calling all angels September’s having her best…
THEY HAVE GAINED AN AUDIENCE with the divine. The plumbline is vertical as the resulting…
And Not Your Garments Lord, Lord this my heart full of secrets, seeds I know…
Year of The Restless at the kitchen table, year of our Lord twenty twenty-four, year…
No Record of Wrongs Love does keep a record of some things— your solitary walks…
Belshazzar I never knew myself to have a Persian beard, now, This is odd, this…
Advent We have endured long in the dark. It is a burden (A magic? A…
Faking It When Cleopatra rolled Out of the rug, she thought: Don’t worry! Even if…
As summer gave way to a season of mist and mellow fruitfulness in September Covid-19…