A poem I wrote about May and how unseasonably cold it can be some years.
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A poem I wrote last summer about the Catalina fires near the Oro Valley.
A November poem (if ever there was one) by Katharine Pyle.
Claude McKay’s excellent “If We Must Die.”
A beautiful fall poem by Emily Bronte.
Background information on “Idylls of the King” before we take a dive, piece-by-piece, over the next week.
We are continuing our dive into realism this week by showing what other kinds of works Realism writers were doing outside of overt description. Enjoy!
Today, I thought it would be fun to look at a type of poem and learn a little of its history.
A poem by Stanley Kunitz that I thoroughly enjoy. We are midway through August, so I think it’s a fair reminder that the warm days come to a close.
I took yesterday off from blogging because it’s okay to take a break from writing every once in a while (I’m really just trying to write everyday–the struggle is real), but I thought it would be cool to share this video of Allen Ginsberg reading “Howl” in advance of tomorrow’s post (you’ll understand more after I post it).
