Category: no words
There isn’t a straight line in this entry. Over the past few years, I’ve followed a certain trajectory in my poetry classes. I’ve started with the image and ended with the elegy. If forced to explain, I’d probably say that this seemed to cover two major impulses in poetry: to capture an experience and invite […]
Listen, Hobby Lobby. You know how I feel about you. But you have GOT to stop trying to make the Thanksgiving Tree a thing. I mean, at this point, it’s just embarrassing.