“In the middle of my life – just past the middle – walking along the street with our little dog Jack on a leash . . . I came to the edge and did not know the way.”

A review of “New and Selected Poems” in 100 words by Catherine Stover

About 700 years ago, Dante wrote a poem that begins this way, “Midway upon the journey of our life / I found myself within a forest dark / For the straightforward pathway had been lost.” Marie Howe … Read More

“Is the soul solid, like iron?”

The poet Mary Oliver continues: “Or, is it tender and breakable, like the wings of a moth in the beak of the owl?” With these questions, Oliver opens the poem “Some Questions You Might Ask,” which has inspired artists, videographers, and hundreds of bloggers. During this Thanksgiving weekend, … Read More

“”Understand, I am always trying to figure out what the soul is, and where hidden, and what shape…”

oliver 2 croppedI have always felt more at home with questions than with answers, and I gravitate toward poets who explore rather than explain. Mary Oliver, one of my favorites, writes in this poem, “I believe I will never quite know.  Though I play at the edge of knowing, truly I … Read More