I don’t propose to offer a definition. I trust that each of us has a reasonably informed idea of what constitutes poetry, an idea which would include the writings of Emily Dickinson, John Donne, T. S.
“During the pandemic, a high school poetry club of Indigenous students invited me to give a reading. I shared poems I’d written about murdered and missing Indigenous relatives, poems about ancestral ...
It’s been 16 years since baritone Gerald Finley paced slowly around the Symphony Hall stage, his face wracked with anguish, a man burdened by the demon of his creation pushing against an eroding moral ...