Tag Archives: Writing

Flurries

It’s not the falling flakes that halt mebut the quick gust that kicks them,not tenacity of brown leaves clinging to the branchbut how the white shawl settles there, not blackness bleeding on the porous page of the worldbut the sponge … Continue reading

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New Sites

Formerly Poetry for Peace, this site is now dubbed Poetry for Peace and Justice. You might also be interested in the administrator’s poetry blog. Click here for The Real McCoy.  

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“On Creative Reading”

Two-Year College Association Poetry Month Reading: Kathleen McCoy

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I’m Taking the Challenge

On Martin Luther King Day, when I’m only a week from starting another semester of teaching and time is short, I’ve decided to follow Martin Luther King‘s advice not to take a poll to determine what’s right (I’m paraphrasing from … Continue reading

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Can Poetry Console Us?

In the wake of the tragedy in Tucson, I am left, yet again, pondering the question of if and how poetry can console us in the aftermath of publicly felt violence. I find myself looking for a virtual microphone to … Continue reading

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Will

Sometimes a group has to decide which direction to take, how to keep the peace and still thrive. The following new poem calls on this type of experience, set in a psychological landscape. Between the ribs a forest dwells not … Continue reading

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Three Thousand Times

The following poem was published in Night-Blooming Cereus and other poems and The Glens Falls Post-Star Three Thousand Times As morning unfurled in noxious plumes, acrid wings enshrouding the throbbing city, we could have sworn a single heart stopped beating. … Continue reading

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