The Poetry of Arthur Rimbaud
by Fraser Hibbitt for the Carl Kruse Blog Arthur Rimbaud turned his back on poetry at the age of 20, or around 1875. The rest of his life, 17 years, […]
Poems
Marcus Aurelius and Wordsworth
by Fraser Hibbitt for the Carl Kruse Blog Up! Up! my Friend, and quit your books; Or surely you’ll grow double (from ‘The Tables Turned’, William Wordsworth) But cast away […]
O’Shaughnessy: An Ode
by Fraser Hibbitt for the Carl Kruse Blog Arthur O’Shaughnessy left one good poem behind. Many other Victorian poets left a few good poems behind and they are welcomed in […]
The Words Are True, And Love Runs Through Them As Clearly As Water.
by Hazel Anna Rogers for the Carl Kruse Blog I have been writing poetry for many years now. Lust was the hallmark of my earlier works, though not always of […]
Fernando Pessoa: Alchemist of Sensations
by Asia Leonardi “My soul is a hidden orchestra; I know not what instruments, what fiddlestrings and harps, drums and tamboura I sound and clash inside myself. All I hear […]
Dana Gioia’s “Summer Storm”
I always liked Dana Gioia’s poem “Summer Storm” and as we leave summer I thought I would share it with the blog. My friend Hazel says this was the poem […]
A Poem by Hazel Anna Rogers
I wake, open, Into the arms of the gentle night. Not yet do the silhouettes of naked boughs Charm the light, Nor has the soft chatter of sharp beaks Set […]
A Poem by Monica Korycinska
by Carl Kruse My friend Monica’s mom ended her life following years of chronic pain and Monica penned this poem for her. At first I thought Monica had not titled […]
A Few Words on Coleridge
By Fraser Hibbitt There is something lovable in the cursory brain. I had read Virginia Woolf describing the poet, Coleridge, as ravenously talking for hours on end about anything his […]
Poems by Otho Campbell
Here are some poems from my friend Otho Campbell. As he did not title them, I follow the way Emily Dickinson poems are labelled, which is to say by the […]