Us from Nothing by Geoff Bouvier
Geoff Bouvier has produced a kind of long poem we haven’t seen for a long time in North America. Us from Nothing is an experiment in the epic that isn’t either doggerel or primarily parody.
National Poetry Month
Bill Arnott’s Beat: The Joy of Poetry, Travel and Art
Bill Arnott prepares to observe National Poetry Month, 2023.
Bill Arnott’s Beat: NPM ’22 and the Haiku Hedge
It was the cusp of NPM. Spring was in full bloom, literally. National Poetry Month coincided with Vancouver’s Cherry Blossom Festival and the city’s trees were putting on a show.
First Loves Over & Over — Celebrating National Poetry Month
I believe poetry is the people’s art form. I believe it belongs to all of us, that whether we are readers, writers, or listeners, poetry’s vast world has a little nook for each of us.
Never Mind the Bylines, Here’s the Poetry: April 14th, 2021
Eight poems to help you celebrate National Poetry Month!
Never Mind the Bylines, Here’s the Poetry: April 1, 2021
Here’s the first installment of poems to celebrate National Poetry Month 2021. Enjoy!
Impromptu by Jude Neale
Of Light: A Review of Jude Neale’s Impromptu Jude Neale encouraged me to write with her through National Poetry Month and I caught the fever, her own original prompts the ones that flowed most easily. Like the collage of hearts and stars on the cover, Impromptu is an explosion of everyday love and being. Neale is …
National Poetry Month 2020 Giveaway!
[dropcap]April [/dropcap]2020 is National Poetry Month and The Miramichi Reader has been putting out poetry and poetry news & reviews like never before, thanks to Bill Arnott, our West Coast Editor and Chris Banks, our Poetry editor. Now, we would like to give away some new collections of poetry. There is a bundle of three …
So Distant Like This: April is Poetry Month!
[dropcap]It[/dropcap] is April 1st and Poetry Month is upon us. Art seems more important than ever as people are sharing free music concerts and homebrewed poetry videos around the world. During these unprecedented times, I think of a little poem by the poet Hayden Carruth that goes like this: Hey Basho, you there! I’m Carruth. …
