Garten literarischer Wirrungen / Garden of Literary Confusion

She tells her love while half asleep, In the dark hours, With half-words whispered low: As Earth stirs in her winter sleep And puts out...

The other day, while dusting my shelf, I came across Charles Olson ’s Selected Writings and started rereading his essay (if it can be called...

For more than a year now I've been receiving ex-US poet laureate Ted Kooser's weekly poetry columns called American Life in Poetry *...

Май. Квітнеючая дзічка. Затрымай дыханьне, Інакш пасыплецца сьнег! May. Blooming crab tree. Do not breathe, Snow will fall! – Victa...

One kind of rare fascination is the one of older poetic ladies gone bonkers on younger male poets – a mixture of guruism, strange new world ...