The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was Spawning snow and pink roses against it Soundlessly collateral and incompatible: World is suddener than we fancy it. World is crazier and more o… more →
stubborn tiny lightsMalcolm Redfellow wrote 1 week ago: That previous post maundered on a trifle. It finally bumped its shin on Louis MacNeice’s 1938 … more →
shigekuni wrote 1 week ago: Louis MacNeice: Charon The conductor’s hands were black with money: Hold on to your ticket, he said, … more →
sigaliris wrote 3 weeks ago: This is kind of cool. While listening to Live Ireland radio, I heard familiar words set to an unfami … more →
mvlturner wrote 1 month ago: In the deep heart’s core Mary (Baroness) Warnock has been issuing reports and pronouncing on o … more →
msbaroque wrote 3 months ago: Time for this again; sorry guys! (N.b., this was written yesterday morning and posted this morning w … more →
bazmcstay wrote 7 months ago: Last year I had the privilege of being published in Icarus, Trinity College Dublin’s literary … more →
Simon Marsh wrote 8 months ago: GOOD MORNING! The time for the traditional spring clean is bursting upon us. Ha! One of my favourite … more →
ccwe wrote 11 months ago: STEPHEN SPENDER a centenary conference Friday 27 February 2009 organised by the Institute of English … more →
acacciatura wrote 11 months ago: One of the first and most generous bloggers to help start this still teetering and uneven site-in-pr … more →
herrdramaturg wrote 1 year ago: Dear Readers, We have yet to locate the said Dr. Stanely R. Richardson. It has been suggested by the … more →
cindydyer wrote 1 year ago: The temperatures are finally starting to feel more fall-like in Virginia. A few nights ago, we gathe … more →
stubborntinylights wrote 1 year ago: The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was Spawning snow and pink roses against it Soun … more →
cindythelibrarian wrote 1 year ago: Assistant Director Gerry Vogel remembers this poem from high school. Written by Irish poet Louis Mac … more →
stubborntinylights wrote 1 year ago: And this, ladies and gentlemen, whom I am not in fact Conducting, was his office all those minutes a … more →
oneadamreeve wrote 2 years ago: The Brandy Glass Only let it form within his hands once more - The moment cradled like a brandy glas … more →
richardisretired wrote 2 years ago: Not Keeping Up Well, I’m not taking the time to keep up here — I will keep up. Job Inter … more →
awildslimalien wrote 2 years ago: / In a silent way, Mo’ Wax, 1993 While plenty of poetry has been set as Lieder in the classical wor … more →
James Munro wrote 2 years ago: September has come, it is hers Whose vitality leaps in the autumn, Whose nature prefers Trees withou … more →
phantomcity wrote 2 years ago: Wolves I do not want to be reflective any more Envying and despising unreflective things… -Lou … more →