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On Year 5: December’s Poems


  Winter, to quote Eddard Stark, is coming. There are so many poems about cold and snow and ice.  Perhaps it’s simply the hunkering down we have to do in the storm that makes poets write that storm down.  Imagine them, if you will, huddled next to the wood fire, blowing on cold hands before …

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On Year 3: May’s Poems


May.  The last month of classes here at school, and one of the longest.  Thus there are many days to read poems, and as I have been in a spring-y kind of mood (who wouldn’t be, after this crazy winter?) I’ve been stocking up on spring-y poems.  Flowers, sunshine.  Bring on the summer, please, and …

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On the Second May’s (and a Tiny Bit of June’s) Poems


My friend the poet Michael Macklin died this month.  I had read a poem of his to the students one Monday, and over the following weekend, Michael took a group of his students to Bread Loaf, where he passed away in his sleep.  To everyone in the Maine poetry community–and beyond–this was a profound shock.  …

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On October’s Poems


Continuing my practice, since the conference at the Frost Place, of beginning classes by reading poetry…   This year the advent of October, and the end of baseball season, and the looming of winter, left me with a feeling of dread.  I hoped to combat that with the poems I chose to open my classes …

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