Poems you should read before you die: Four Quartets — T.S. Eliot

Poems you should read before you die: The Waste Land — T. S. Eliot

Vietnam V

I stare down into waterburn.
This urge to enter what we see.
Unrefracted tropical sun
with its whole arm
works deeply the ocean interior.

a poem for psychedelic therapy

Begin. In a dark forest, silhouettes of trees
clawing the sky. The dark spaces expand,
whirl, pull you…

The Enduring Importance of T.S. Eliot

How modernism prophesied the end of meaningful art in the…

Poems you should read before you die: William Wordsworth- Ode: Intimations of Immortality

A Field Guide to Poetic Form

Here is a paradox: freedom is restriction. The idea that the removal of structure or form produces a kind of…

I Started a Poetry Publication

So, I started a poetry publication. For a few reasons, first it’s a place just to group my own poems…

Soliloquies for an internet age.

Enter right. What are you putting up that stage for? My ego is at the door telling me I’m as flawed…

Poetry on Medium is Awful

Maybe that’s the point