Mondays kind of suck. So let’s try to make them suck less by sharing music videos. This week I’m kicking off what I intend to be a regular feature, the Monday Music Video. I love music, and I love movies, so of course, little movies set to music are right
As we near the end of National Poetry Month, the good folks at Turnstone Press have released an audio anthology featuring me, Su Croll, Joanna Lilley, and Sarah Ens reading from our either just published, or forthcoming collections – and it’s free! Download the audio book here: https://www.turnstonepress.com/bird-on-a-wire/taking-flight.html and listen
Mixed in to the noise of panic buying and the static interference of science deniers is a slowly dawning public realization that there are things more important than the economy. Perhaps, perhaps we’ll come out of this a bit more human.
Hey Everyone! Check it out! Turnstone has launched a new poetry channel on YouTube and one of the poems from Lunatic Engine is on of the featured video broadsheets. Take a look and let me know what you think! You may want to also subscribe to the channel because there’s
Kermit, the frog to be precise. Allow me to explain. You have probably already figured out that music is really important in my life. It is inseparable from breathing. I like all art, but I’d have a hard time choosing between poetry and music if it ever came down to
Music streaming services don’t give a shit about you.
So today, February 15, is Galileo’s birthday. What better way to celebrate than to reveal the cover for the book! I am really grateful and proud to be part of Turnstone’s s[ring lineup which also includes fabulous new books from Joanna Lilley and Sarah Ens. The launch and signing event
A Small and Trifling Body should not have taken so much blood to wash outshould not have torn her keel in two Funny how just a couple of short lines excerpted from a whole poem can stand for so much. The process of completing these worksheets has forced me to
Through My Memory of Their Eloquence in the third trimesteryour handsvein and swelllike tree swallows A love poem. Pure and simple. I can’t wait for you to read the whole thing. And now we’ve come to the final fountain pen. I’ve got a couple of other interesting writing implements to
Because of Our Zeal cause humanbodies are bad at reproducing our desireslurk between the sheetscaused missed carriages onlyhappen to other heroines We’re starting to get into it now. This is the first of a few pregnancy and birth poems that cluster around the emotional pivot of the book. This is
