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Nature Poetry Part III: Donika Kelly’s ‘Bestiary’

In Featured, Verse by Ian Kennedy

by Ian Kennedy So far this short series on Nature poetry has focused on books where nature as landscape, as force of growth, as human counterpart, has been a central theme. The third collection of poetry, Donika Kelly’s Bestiary, however, takes a very different view of the relationship between nature and person, a view that collapses that dichotomy. Our previous …

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Morningside Ave: Early January Afternoon

In Poetry, Verse by indulgence_old

By Matt Dischner   The birch, though stripped of bark, stands strong, its white trunk a testament to seasonal perseverance, a bright sentinel, stoic against cold, calamity, and schoolchildren who can’t resist the innate satisfaction of peeling paper off a tree.

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Hour of the Ox

In Uncategorized, Verse by indulgence_old

By Ian Kennedy In the second installment of our series on nature poetry, we turn to Marci Calabretta Cancio-Bello’s Hour of the Ox (2016). Like the first collection we considered, Ross Gay’s Catalog of Unabashed Gratitude, Cancio-Bello takes natural themes as a way to foil urban and modern infringement on human life. The volume structures itself on a comparison of two islands: …

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Ross Gay: Catalog of Unabashed Gratitude

In Uncategorized, Verse by indulgence_old

by Ian Kennedy Continuing with our Poetry Thursdays, over the next few weeks we’ll feature a collection of essays about contemporary and new poetry with a natural theme. As with many Indulgence features, these posts attempt to bring these works into conversation with the social issues that matter today. I’m interested in nature poetry because of the tired truth that …

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This was a different poem once

In Poetry, Verse by indulgence_old

By Saronik Bosu   This was a different poem once It was longer, for one.   And then it lost its first stanza on 2nd Ave, somewhere near that thrift shop with the gold coat that no one buys.   The verbs were a bother And in this grid city where land is perpendicular to itself verbs disappear at corners …

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“Hear the birds” & other haikus

In Poetry, Verse by indulgence_old

By Benjamin Philips   Hear the birds in the canopy, singing their songs of what is below.   Under the murky depths, I see the figures of the catfish kingdom.   Oh wind! I wonder Did you feel me as well when you breezed past just now?    

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“Who is the sun” & two other haikus

In Poetry, Verse by indulgence_old

By Benjamin Phillips   Who is the sun, that flowers should follow its arc across the heavens?   The lantern oil burns, attracting moths to watch the flames abiding waltz. Hearing streams babble on and on; no wonder the rocks never speak up. Photo credit: s268.photobucket.com /user/annieshreeve/media/purple-sun-flowers-sky.jpg.html#

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The mighty brook & two other haikus

In Poetry, Verse by indulgence_old

By Benjamin Philips The mighty brook near  my house, spends time babbling  its secrets to me. Hello little one. Do you, yellow jacket, like my clothes as I do? Who is the sun, that flowers should follow its arc across the heavens?