Tag: The New Yorker
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* one for Bill Knott
Bill Knott’s death last week had me digging through my journals to find this week’s poem. It’s a sonnet I wrote in homage to the man after reading his book The Unsubscriber. I did a post on his work last November (which can be checked out here) in which I shared some of my sketches. […]
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* what we want & Chase Twichell
The above is a picture of the Burnet Woods Lake taken earlier this week. It be frozen. Cincinnati got pulled into what’s been termed a “polar vortex” - a fantastic phrase which of course has made its way into a poem or two already. That said, the vortex itself was not so fantastic. Kinda scary. […]
The Friday Influence 