Peyton Farquar was dead; his body, with a broken neck, swung gently from side to side beneath the timbers of Owl Creek Bridge. Slowly, a bit distracted, he would get up and move among his men, checking the perimeter, then at full dark he would return to his hole and watch the night and wonder … Continue reading
Category Archives: Writing
New Essay On Muriel Rukeyser
I am excited to share my essay, “She Sings the Body Electric: Soundscape in Two “Songs” by Muriel Rukeyser,” up and ready for reading at the Muriel Rukeyser: A Living Archive Scholarship Page (sponsored by the Eastern Michigan State University English Department and EMU’s Women in Philanthropy, founded and edited by Elizabeth Däumer). I hope … Continue reading
Body Talk: Poetic Space in Imogen Cunningham’s Triangles, 1928
A friend once told me there are three sides to every story. *** If three is a number of unity then why are the nocturnal arcs of her body far more connective to me than angles? Her body receives light with subtle gradations yet provides an unending Rothko depth. I too am soft, but not … Continue reading
Grrr… Essay Up at The Parlour!
I am thrilled to have published my first academic essay at Ohio University’s The Parlour. Click on the link below to read, but also check out their submission guidelines and other areas that might be of interest to your own pursuits. Best! “The Impenetrable Wood: Gender Identity in Elizabeth Bishop’s “The Moose” Continue reading
On Being Thirsty
It isn’t just the constant need to drink water, tepid or ice-cold, a sometimes quick swallow, the consecutive gulps to relieve the undeniable dryness calling out between layers of flesh, buried in countless cells. Even the vessel held at the temple or neck provides a sense of relief; the damping shock, or simple connection between … Continue reading
Writing with Others
Allowing oneself to engage in the reading and writing of poetry with other like-minded individuals is a most rewarding experience. Last night I facilitated the first in a three part workshop series called “A Beautiful Catastrophe.” The title is a play on a poetic line by Frank O’Hara, and it was his work we focused … Continue reading