Two Recent Features

detail from Renoir's Luncheon of the Boating Party

Thanks very much to Maudlin House for including me as a featured writer this month. 

Thanks, too, to the Phillips Collection, for highlighting my poem on The Luncheon of the Boating Party.

I wish the poem's themes of gaslighting and harassment were less relevant right now. But they're not, and so I'll add my voice to the chorus:

me too.


Interlude: Other People's Poetry

Image: NASA/JPL-Caltech

by Louise Glück

There is a moment after you move your eye away
when you forget where you are
because you are living, it seems,
somewhere else, in the silence of the night sky.

You've stopped being here in the world.
You're in a different place,
a place where human life has no meaning.

You're not a creature in a body.
You exist as the stars exist,
participating in their stillness, their immensity.

Then you're in the world again.
At night, on a cold hill,
taking the telescope apart.

You realize afterward
not that the image is false
but the relation is false.

You see again how far away
every thing is from every other thing.

 photo copyright.jpg
envye template.