In a Dark Time … The Eye Begins to See

I’m about halfway through Philip Whalen’s Overtime and finding more and more ties to those aspects of Beat poetry that I don’t find very endearing. At times I feel like I am trying to read a lifetime of entries for some guy’s blog in a week, including page-long rants in CAPITALS. I MEAN, HOW LONG [...]

There are a number of poems in the last third of Overtime that appealed to me. Most of these discussed the connection between place and inspiration, a subject that has been of particular interest to me lately. In fact, as I was hiking the Columbia Gorge today I was wondering whether it belonged to me [...]