Chapin City Blues

Writing is writing whether done for duty, profit, or fun.

I never had the opportunity to meet Ire’ne Lara Silva in person, but her poetry is wonderful. Her words carry so much weight, heavy with her message. I have chosen this poem – “You Love A River” – because it seems that the area has been receiving extra attention these last months. National news, of …

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Last year – and a time before that – I posted “Ohm” during my National Poetry Month celebration. And there will come a day – probably – that I will again post the Saul Williams poem. Today, of course, is not the day. This year I chose to include Saul Williams in my National Poetry …

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After he passed away, I wrote my father a letter. In all the years we spent estranged, I never once bothered to write him anything. There were things I wrote about him, but they were never meant to be dedicated to him. Every so often, I write him another letter. It feels like life after …

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I’ve read anything by Richard Wilbur until I forced myself out of my poetic comfort zone. However, once I read his works, I noticed his ability to paint a portrait with just his words. And this is something that I grew fond of with poetry. Before I picked a pen and wrote my first poem, …

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