— Billy Collins
— Billy Collins
Thinking some poems will come from dreams, the journal is always beside the pillow, but what comes are words: fingers groping,
Nothing Is the Force That Renovates the World
Reading Emily’s gorgeous nothings, poems on envelopes,
fabric scraps that “In this short life
— Vincent Van Gogh
Writing the Day
I started a new daily writing practice for 2014 that I call WRITING THE DAY.
The idea is simple –…
I became rather obsessed with this poem as an undergrad.
hear Jeremy Irons read it http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/p01q3vnh
It’s the birthday of William Stafford, morning poet,
Writing the Australian Crawl and writing Stories
Apple debuted a new television ad for the iPad. The 90-second spot features a Robin Williams speech from the film Dead Poets Society overlaying the iPad being used in a variety of industries including filmmaking, mountaineering, SCUBA diving, music and more.
Apple has also introduced a new website called “Your Verse” to share the stories of the iPad users behind the ad.
Rain all day took the snow away,
to the stream, the river, the ocean,
circling into the sky…
You start reading with the easy E.
It’s not expected, as with our poems,
that all will get to the…
On the eve of 2014
WRITING THE DAYis a new daily practice I am going to attempt for 2014. The idea is simple – and not…
Born December 13, 1797: German writer Heinrich Heine composed lyric poetry that was set to music by Franz Schubert and other composers.
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about your despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.