Sunday Poem

The Sunday Poem: Dawn Callers by Alberto Ríos

It can be useful and centering to meditate on the sounds that begin our days, becoming attuned to certain birdsongs or noises of the human-made world. In this poem, Alberto Ríos employs a playfulness with language to convey what calls down and brings the morning for him.

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The Sunday Poem: Angela Narciso Torres’s Chore

By describing first how her friend can turn any action or so-called chore into a form of prayer, and then showing us the way she does this “today” by folding laundry, Angela Narciso Torres teaches us to do the same. She writes so carefully and lovingly of how she smoothes, folds, stacks and drapes all of her and her family’s clothing that we can’t help but feel a sense of calmness and order emanating from this otherwise simple scene.

By |2021-04-26T10:57:36-04:0004.18.21|The Sunday Poem, Words|Comments Off on The Sunday Poem: Angela Narciso Torres’s Chore

The Sunday Poem: Ted Kooser’s Easter Morning

Ted Kooser is a master of capturing the fullness of a moment in time, often using the seemingly ordinary materials of everyday life that he finds at hand. In the instance of “Easter Morning,” on an overcast and rainy day, even by the second line, Kooser seems to have found delight in the simple mist that catches on the windows “as if the house were flying through a cloud.”

By |2021-04-27T11:51:13-04:0004.04.21|The Sunday Poem, Words|Comments Off on The Sunday Poem: Ted Kooser’s Easter Morning

The Sunday Poem: Jamaal May’s Hum

Jamaal May was born in 1982 in Detroit where he has taught poetry in public schools and worked as a freelance audio engineer and touring performer. His first book, Hum, received the Beatrice Hawley Award from Alice James Books and an NAACP Image Award nomination. (Photo by Tarfia Faizullah) [...]

By |2021-04-09T20:25:46-04:0004.05.14|The Sunday Poem, Words|Comments Off on The Sunday Poem: Jamaal May’s Hum

The Sunday Poem : Diane Gilliam Explores the Mine Wars of West Virginia

  Writer Diane Gilliam is the 2013 winner of the $50,000 Gift of Freedom Award from A Room of Her Own Foundation (Photo by Bob Weinberg) It's rare for a book of poetry to have the same narrative tension and sense of place as a novel. But it's a [...]

By |2021-04-06T16:24:00-04:0007.13.13|The Sunday Poem, Words|Comments Off on The Sunday Poem : Diane Gilliam Explores the Mine Wars of West Virginia

A 2nd Chance to Own Christine Shan Shan Hou & Audra Wolowiec’s Concrete Sound

Concrete Sound (Photos courtesy Audra Wolowiec) There is no new Sunday Poem post today because of the holiday weekend, but I do have Sunday Poem news to share.... Back in April, I featured the one-of-a-kind artist and poetry book Concrete Sound---a collaboration between interdisciplinary artist Audra Wolowiec and poet, [...]

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The Sunday Poem : Marina Tsvetaeva – A Reading by Ilya Kaminsky & Jean Valentine

  Russian writer Marina Tsvetaeva in 1914   “I am happy living simply/ like a clock, or a calendar,” Russian poet Marina Tsvetaeva wrote in 1919. Tsvetaeva's life was anything but simple, for she had the misfortune of living through some of the most turbulent years in Russian history. She [...]

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