Archive for November, 2005

Old Growth Forest

Tuesday, November 1st, 2005
fallen, they become the ground of their own being

Old Growth Forest

Wednesday, November 2nd, 2005
Nothing dies here, life feeds on life, the ground itself seems to breathe.

Kizer’s “The Good Author”

Thursday, November 3rd, 2005
Carolyn Kizer’s poems in the section entitled “The Seventies� of Calm, Cool, and Collected often seem anything but calm and cool. It appears to have been a rather tumultuous time for her, as it was for many of us who grew up then. Personally, I was rather surprised, and pleased once I’d read it, to find [...]

Kizer’s “Thrall”

Friday, November 4th, 2005
I was hard pressed to pick a favorite poem from “The Eighties� section of Kizer’s collected works for here she turns from a sometimes strident declaration of women’s rights to a quieter understanding of herself and her role in creating and, ultimately, freeing herself, from the bonds that would bind all of us to our [...]