Category: The Cultural Canon

NPM: Sylvia Plath

It should be a requirement of all angsty adolescent girls to read and adore Sylvia Plath. Like I did. I wrote lines from her poems all over my notebooks and school things: “like the cat I have nine times to…

NPM: Christina Rossetti

Although I prefer the moralistic mysticism of Christina Rossetti’s The Goblin Market, this one seems most appropriate. This one is for Dad. Remember Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can…

NPM: Sherman Alexie

Sherman Alexie is one of my favorite authors. His book “The Lone Ranger and Tonto Fistfight in Heaven” is one of the only books I’ve read that has made me cry openly in public. Heart-wrecking, wrenching sobs. Yes it was…

NPM: Kim Addonizio

I love this poem like I love Edie in Desperate Housewives (and yes, I love Desperate Housewives). It’s everything a woman isn’t supposed to be: direct, demanding, and not a sexual object, but a sensual subject. Add a wee bit…

NPM: Gwendolyn Brooks

I’m bored with politics. Perhaps it’s papaphobia. Today’s poet (since I’m apparently following National Poetry Month) is Gwendolyn Brooks, best known for her bluesy poem often featured in high school text books, “We Real Cool.” I love “The Bean Eaters”…

National Poetry Month

If I observed National Poetry Month properly, this blog would turn into all poems all the time. One of my favorite series is John Berryman’s Dream Songs, poems arranged around ordinary events, often spoken to and through an alter-ego named…