Margaret Coombs is a young woman who moved to Austin and wrote every night on a manual typewriter on her kitchen table in a one-bedroom cockroach-infested apartment on Blanco Street in Austin, Texas. Margaret Coombs began writing in a diary at the age of twenty when she traveled to Mexico for a semester with a…
Rushing to Get There
I had two literary goals for 2021: Write fifty poems, and, Review ten books, which I listed in the post I achieved the first goal easily. I took an eight-week class where we were expected to produce two poems a week, then I participated in Poetry Postcard Month (August), during which I wrote a poem…
A Personal Concordance
Yesterday’s post was overstated at the end. Yet I found no reason to suppress it. where oh where is the concordance that will allow those of us living through this poetry to find the words we seek in them and thereby gain back our souls? It was simply a leap, a poetic leap, and why…
About Resurrection
Somewhere in the Seuss poems I read today I found the word resurrection and learned that Seuss rejected it as a term to apply to her own life, but when I reread the section later so that I could reference her usage here, it escaped me. Fled from my eagle-eyed pursuit. I had worried that…
A Few Words About frank: sonnets by diane seuss
Poetry, the only father, landscape, moon, food, the bowlof clam chowder in Nahcotta, was I happy, mountainsof oyster shells gleaming silver, poetry, the only gold,or is it, my breasts, feet, my hands, index finger, fingernail, hangnail, paper cut, what is divine [p. 13] When I attended a Zoom reading given by Diane Seuss there was…