Category Archives: Ephemera
A. Bartlett Giamatti on Baseball
Given the state of the Red Sox today (it certainly frees up a lot of time for writing and other things), this little piece of what feels like prose poetry seems right:
“It breaks your heart. It is designed to …
Iceland
Iceland
In a coffee den
tucked under the hill
mugs anchor, fingers
click click on shining
MacBooks. Beyond
the iron door icy
flakes whirl above
cobblestoned square,
small children spin,
then fall happy
in October winter
lost and found
in the …
Robert Frost on alternatives to being a poet
“Nothing flatters me more than to have it assumed that I could write prose — unless it be to have it assumed that I once pitched a baseball with distinction.”…
Conversation with a 3 Year Old
My very good friend and colleague Erin, somewhere in the Intermountain West, has sent me this recent exchange with her daughter — this kid (and Mom) are poets!
Maeve: “How’s it going, mama?”
Me: “Things are pretty good. How are you …
New Year’s on the Montreal Metro
I simply couldn’t resist posting this cell-photo.…
William Carlos Williams on Poetry versus Prose
In response to a critic who asked:
’That looks like prose not poetry, what’s your distinction?‘
Williams said:
’It’s poetry because I say it’s poetry.’…


