Open letter to Arthur Frank (on reading At the Will of the Body)

Dear Arthur Frank I’m writing to say thank you for your extraordinary book At the Will of the Body. It is … More

The fear of poetry -by Muriel Rukeyser

The Fear of Poetry In this moment when we facehorizons and conflicts widerthan ever before, we want our resources,the ways … More

Twilight Three minutes ago it was almost dark.Now all the darkness is in theleaves (there are no morelow garage … More

I have walked into the grief. I have walked into brave space, mine and others’. I have sat in … More

I am tired. Though I write from a place of privilege and of safety, I am tired. Tired of feeling … More

We never keep to the present. We recall the past; we anticipate the future as if we found … More

The Layers I have walked through many lives, some of them my own, and I am not who I … More

I can’t be alone in experiencing the coronavirus crisis and resulting lockdown as something of an infringement on my … More

My concentration has not been all that it might have been recently. Loved ones are suffering. Some with this thing, … More