No one expects a man to make a chair without first learning how,but there is a popular impression that the poet is born, not made,and that his verses burst from his overflowing heart of themselves.As a matter of fact, the poet must learn his trade in

vist http://www.rathergood.com/ for some interesting songs and videos from rathergood.com and their band, 7 Seconds Of Love thanks, nicholas j, for the grin!

translating basho     waitbait and / black coming eye / vacate the net of law      or not…yikes!   http://babelfish.altavista.com   http://carlsensei.com/cla

Here are a few I especially enjoyed: A Book of Luminous Things  (ed. Czeslaw Milosz)Thes Are Not Sweet Girls - poetry by Latin American Women (ed. Marjorie Agosin)The Extraordinary Tide - New Poetry by American Women (ed. Susan Aizenberg, Erin

An artist's illustration depicts a quasar in the center of a galaxy that has turned on and is expelling gas at high speeds in a galactic superwind. http://chandra.harvard.edu/photo/2006/4c37/

to a river flow, to a sea where land is put to the warmth here you will be the petal of a flower first       tiny lily bells your feet tap time to a broom finding heights on Saturday floor-boards where girls come on foot in organza

"Although many of the twentieth century poems in How Does a Poem Mean? seem less memorable than they did in the Seventies, I will never forget two features of the book. One is Ciardi's provocative description of a poem as a feeling, something that in

I don't know why, but this appeals to me. Spraypainting words on the backs of sheep and gleaning a poem from the way they lay down. "A North East writer has been given a grant of £2,000 to use sheep to create random poems, which also utilise the

a cloud-man opens his chestto the wandering asylum        of river stoneshe fills his ribcage with their weightuntil he is drawn down to roots their trees speakof the half-shadow of a skiffa thousand years in the ma

if the end is not full     if the   intention           springs      intentions, my other life sees   &nb

Echo arrived on the owl-light side of the lake with a rucksack housing a length of string, a book of Dai Wangshu, some jumping beans, a charcoal pencil, a bush fire, one pair of leather pants and a safety pin. Dai Wangshu added "a chopped off fi

morning whistles, there resting simply allunder full clouds     after evening whistlesdinner is pork chops and cabbage soupwith a bellyfull I can dream the dreams of timeSaturday time all splinters and sugarand firecrackers&n