Monday, July 13, 2020

Eleanor Kedney’s “Between the Earth and Sky” is #189 in the never-ending series called BACKSTORY OF THE POEM

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*Eleanor Kedney’s “Between the Earth and Sky” is #189 in the never-ending series called BACKSTORY OF THE POEM where the Chris Rice Cooper Blog (CRC) focuses on one specific poem and how the poet wrote that specific poem.  All BACKSTORY OF THE POEM links are at the end of this piece. 

Can you go through the step-by-step process of writing this poem from the moment the idea was first conceived in your brain until the final form? I am aware that when the syntax in a poem I’m writing becomes awkward or confusing, I am not connecting to deeper emotions and what the poem wants to be about. 

          I need to gain clarity and revise the lines, or if I can’t make them work, cut them out of the poem. I attended a writing workshop at the Iowa Summer Writing Festival https://iowasummerwritingfestival.org/with Juliet Patterson titled “What's Love Got to Do with it? A Field Guide to the Sentence in Poetry & Prose.” 
       
       I took the class because of a tendency to have convoluted syntax in my work. The class focus was on how good writing is made from the craft of individual sentences and by the tension and play between them, and I thought it might help me in my revision process. I was interested in the various effects a sentence can produce—rhythm, drama, and meaning.         
          One exercise Juliet Patterson https://www.juliet
patterson.com/ gave the class was to write a series of ten sentences of seventeen syllables. The function of the exercise was to look at how it changed one’s syntax. One day, I attended a reading given by workshop instructors. I felt anger coming through in many of the pieces read. When everyone left the auditorium, I stayed. In the silence, moved by what I had heard, I felt an urgency to write about my brother (Peter Roy Kedney) and his addiction.
          I took out my notebook and wrote “Between the Earth and Sky.” The combination of being inspired by listening to other writers’ work and having craft guidelines as a framework, enabled me to access my own anger. 
         
          My understanding is that other emotions are beneath anger, e.g., sorrow. I wanted more than anger to come through in the language. When I shared the poem in class, Juliet considered it close to being done. 
          I usually write at least seven drafts of a poem before I show it to another writer, and I write many more drafts before I send a poem out to a journal. This poem did go through several more refining drafts to make the imagery stronger and deepen the mood, but I felt I had the heart of the poem in the first draft.

Where were you when you started to actually write the poem? I was in an Iowa University auditorium. Everyone had left after a reading by some of the instructors teaching in the Iowa Writing Festival Workshops. After everyone was gone, I sat there alone. There were rows upon rows of empty seats facing the stage. The stage was bare, the auditorium quiet. It was a metaphor for loss. When I took out my notebook and started to write, I felt the space, a large container where powerful words by talented writers had just been spoken, provided great support. I had to add my voice to that place.

What month and year did you start writing this poem? It was written sometime during 7/13/12 to 7/18/12 in the week-long workshop.

How many drafts of this poem did you write before going to the final? I wrote at least three more drafts, which improved the syntax and strengthened the imagery in the poem.

Can you describe the techniques you employed in writing this poem? In the hand-written draft, I was counting syllables. When I typed it up, I chose not to include any punctuation within the sentence so that each sentence would be read without a pause until the reader got to the period. 

          Also, I wrote it as one-line stanzas so there would be more of a pause created by the stanza breaks. When I read the poem out loud, I would read each line quickly with emphasis, followed by the end stop and the stanza break. I felt the poem’s structure helped create anger, which is often expressed in a moving stream of words that relent when one needs to catch their breath. But, as I revised the lines, I added punctuation and did not worry about the syllable count. I wanted clarity so readers would not stop reading mid-sentence because of confusion.
         
          In later versions, I edited what was general and made it more specific. Scene enactment versus reporting on the scene deepens the mood and grounds the reader. For example, the priest’s “odd” laugh became “boisterous” laugh. Instead of telling the reader that leaving the hospital at night was “dangerous,” the line changed to: “I left the Bronx hospital at night, the strangers in the parking lot.” It allows the reader to supply their own emotion to the poem and, in this case, feel the danger and fear. In addition, I removed the second-person direct address to the brother. Using third person and first person made the poem more accessible and more universal.
     Stephanie Dickinson, (http://stephanie
dickinson.net/)
a writer I have known for many years and whose work I admire, called the poem “powerful, so stark, so deceptively simple but absolutely deep and layered.” I’m grateful to her careful reading of the poem and insight into how there are layers of deeper emotion below simple language.
          
          The importance of separating the speaker’s tone of voice from the mood of the poem is one of the many craft elements I learned in The Writers Studio. https://www.writers
tudio.com/
about/leadership/
Philip Schultz, the founder of The Writers Studio and a Pulitzer Prize-winning poet, was my mentor. I studied with him for a long time.
After I moved to Tucson, I founded the Tucson branch of the NY-based school, became the director, and taught classes until I retired in 2015. (Right)  Another narrative technique I use in this poem is the use of disjunctive images. Using images that are not connected to each other works if there is one emotional thread throughout the poem. That’s the difference between lines that ground the reader and lines that seem like random thoughts around a theme. Without that thread, a reader might not feel anything when they read the poem.

Were there any lines in any of your rough drafts of this poem that were not in the final version?  And can you share them with us? Yes. In my handwritten draft, I crossed out the line “Entering your ICU room, the next intubated again with a tube.” It wasn’t a complete sentence. I imagine it could have been written as “Entering your ICU room, the next visit, you were intubated again with a tube.” I didn’t revise the line and include it in the poem because it didn’t work syllabically at the time, and I was limited to ten sentences. It was also cut because the details seemed too private and would have made the poem harder for readers to relate their own experiences to it. Every other line I kept in the poem had distance to the poem’s subject.

What do you want readers of this poem to take from this poem? I want readers to feel the cumulative effect of each line but have a moment to absorb the pain and loss between stanza breaks. I want each line to stay with the reader like earthquake aftershocks. Hopefully, readers will take their time with the poem and read it more than once. What isn’t being said is important as well—it allows the reader to have their own emotional reaction to the poem and not be told how to feel. When a poem resonates with a reader, their perspective on any subject can shift and the poem can be healing and/or even help someone survive their pain and grief.

Which part of the poem was the most emotional for you to write and why? The part of the poem that was most emotional to write is the line “Methadone clinics are disguised gray buildings between the earth and sky.” The clinic where a heroin addict gets methadone for relief from pain should be a place of healing, of support, but it is a nondescript, anonymous place. You have to be an addict to know it’s there. There is a stigma to addiction and addicts are often not embraced as having a disease. Who they are becomes obscured by their addiction; we don’t see the whole person. So, what the clinic as a disguised building represents contains many layers of meaning.

Can you go into detail about the jacket cover of BETWEEN THE EARTH AND SKY? It’s hard to talk about the title poem without also talking about the cover, which I love. First, I’d like to thank Philippe Bürgy (Right) who took the amazing photo and offered it on Unsplash for use, and I’d like to thank the cover designer, Sally Underwood (http://sallyunderwood.me/) for her talent and vision.
          The cover represents the wonderful collaboration I had with C&R Press (https://www.
crpress.org/) and it sets the mood for the book. I am especially grateful to John Gosslee, (https://www.
johngosslee.com/)
C&R Press publisher and editor, for our work together. He contributed a lot to this book coming together in the final version.
         
          It was important to me to have both an opium poppy pod and an opium poppy flower (papaver somniferum) appear on the cover. The poppy seed pod contains the milky sap (opium in its crudest form) that is made into morphine and heroin. Morphine is often used to help people transition without pain when they are dying. Heroin is an addictive substance that can tragically ruin and/or take one’s life. The open red poppy is so beautiful and represents remembrance. 
          As a young girl, I remember we would receive a red poppy when my father made a donation to the VFW. Having both the closed pod and the open flower on the cover represents for me the full emotional range of life to be experienced and felt—the pain and the beauty. Being alive happens between the earth and sky. The vertical white line placed next to the title reminds me that as humans we stand with upright spines on the Mother Earth and we reach for the sky. Some might see it as a fine white powder line.          
  My friend Ted Harrison (Right) said that he saw balance in the cover; the word “earth” is placed in the sky and the word “sky” sits on the earth and that there is gold in the middle. There’s nothing to turn away from, and readers are invited to open the book.




Has this poem been published before?  And if so where?
It was first published in the literary journal Mudfish (Mudfish 19).
          I also included it in my chapbook The Offering (Liquid Light Press, 2016).
          It then became the title of my first full-length collection published on March 15, 2020 by C&R Press. Under the “craft” page on my Website (www.eleanor 
kedney.com) one can read about how the manuscript evolved and became Between the Earth and Sky. My brother and his addiction are the heart of the book and it is dedicated to him.
Between the Earth and Sky                
(Published in the  full-length collection, titled BETWEEN THE EARTH AND SKY


Though we stayed until dark, my brother died alone in the hum of a white room.
                                                                *
The priest’s boisterous laugh at the burial as I held clumped dirt in my fist.
                                                                *
Tony said my brother drank gasoline on a dive bar dare.
                                                                *
I left the Bronx hospital at night, the strangers in the parking lot.
                                                                *
A junkie at the wake scratched his arm and shook hands with Dad.
                                                                 *
Methadone clinics are unmarked gray buildings between the earth and sky.
                                                                 *
Outside the methadone clinic a guy tried to sell my brother heroin.
                                                                 *
We pulled the plates off his broken truck and left it on the street.
                                                                 *
His body raised on the morgue slab behind a window for us to name.
                                                                 *
The tree he planted is tall and leafing and breathing and bleeds.

     Eleanor Kedney is the author of the poetry collection Between the Earth and Sky (C&R Press, March, 2020) and the chapbook The Offering (Liquid Light Press, 2016). Her poems have been published in literary journals and anthologies, including Miramar Poetry Journal, New Ohio Review, Sliver of Stone, and Under a Warm Green Linden
     She was awarded the 2019 riverSedge Poetry Prize (University of Texas Rio Grande Valley) for her poem “Bubbles Blown through a Wand.” Kedney is the founder of the Tucson branch of the New York-based Writers Studio and served as the director for ten years. She taught all class levels for the program, including the first Tucson Master Class. She lives in Stonington, Connecticut and Tucson, Arizona with her husband, Peter Schaffer, dog, Fred, and cat, Ivy. Learn more at  https://eleanorkedney.com/

BACKSTORY OF THE POEM LINKS

001  December 29, 2017
Margo Berdeshevksy’s “12-24”

002  January 08, 2018
Alexis Rhone Fancher’s “82 Miles From the Beach, We Order The Lobster At Clear Lake Café”

003 January 12, 2018
Barbara Crooker’s “Orange”

004 January 22, 2018
Sonia Saikaley’s “Modern Matsushima”

005 January 29, 2018
Ellen Foos’s “Side Yard”

006 February 03, 2018
Susan Sundwall’s “The Ringmaster”

007 February 09, 2018
Leslea Newman’s “That Night”

008 February 17, 2018
Alexis Rhone Fancher “June Fairchild Isn’t Dead”

009 February 24, 2018
Charles Clifford Brooks III “The Gift of the Year With Granny”

010 March 03, 2018
Scott Thomas Outlar’s “The Natural Reflection of Your Palms”

011 March 10, 2018
Anya Francesca Jenkins’s “After Diane Beatty’s Photograph “History Abandoned”

012  March 17, 2018
Angela Narciso Torres’s “What I Learned This Week”

013 March 24, 2018
Jan Steckel’s “Holiday On ICE”

014 March 31, 2018
Ibrahim Honjo’s “Colors”

015 April 14, 2018
Marilyn Kallett’s “Ode to Disappointment”

016  April 27, 2018
Beth Copeland’s “Reliquary”

017  May 12, 2018
Marlon L Fick’s “The Swallows of Barcelona”

018  May 25, 2018
Juliet Cook’s “ARTERIAL DISCOMBOBULATION”

019  June 09, 2018
Alexis Rhone Fancher’s “Stiletto Killer. . . A Surmise”

020 June 16, 2018
Charles Rammelkamp’s “At Last I Can Start Suffering”

021  July 05, 2018
Marla Shaw O’Neill’s “Wind Chimes”

022 July 13, 2018
Julia Gordon-Bramer’s “Studying Ariel”

023 July 20, 2018
Bill Yarrow’s “Jesus Zombie”

024  July 27, 2018
Telaina Eriksen’s “Brag 2016”

025  August 01, 2018
Seth Berg’s “It is only Yourself that Bends – so Wake up!”

026  August 07, 2018
David Herrle’s “Devil In the Details”

027  August 13, 2018
Gloria Mindock’s “Carmen Polo, Lady Necklaces, 2017”

028  August 21, 2018
Connie Post’s “Two Deaths”

029  August 30, 2018
Mary Harwell Sayler’s “Faces in a Crowd”

030 September 16, 2018
Larry Jaffe’s “The Risking Point”

031  September 24, 2018
Mark Lee Webb’s “After We Drove”

032  October 04, 2018
Melissa Studdard’s “Astral”

033 October 13, 2018
Robert Craven’s “I Have A Bass Guitar Called Vanessa”

034  October 17, 2018
David Sullivan’s “Paper Mache Peaches of Heaven”

035 October 23, 2018
Timothy Gager’s “Sobriety”

036  October 30, 2018
Gary Glauber’s “The Second Breakfast”

037  November 04, 2018
Heather Forbes-McKeon’s “Melania’s Deaf Tone Jacket”

038 November 11, 2018
Andrena Zawinski’s “Women of the Fields”

039  November 00, 2018
Gordon Hilger’s “Poe”

040 November 16, 2018
Rita Quillen’s “My Children Question Me About Poetry” and “Deathbed Dreams”

041 November 20, 2018
Jonathan Kevin Rice’s “Dog Sitting”

042 November 22, 2018
Haroldo Barbosa Filho’s “Mountain”

043  November 27, 2018
Megan Merchant’s “Grief Flowers”

044 November 30, 2018
Jonathan P Taylor’s “This poem is too neat”

045  December 03, 2018
Ian Haight’s “Sungmyo for our Dead Father-in-Law”

046 December 06, 2018
Nancy Dafoe’s “Poem in the Throat”

047 December 11, 2018
Jeffrey Pearson’s “Memorial Day”

048  December 14, 2018
Frank Paino’s “Laika”

049  December 15, 2018
Jennifer Martelli’s “Anniversary”

O50  December 19, 2018
Joseph Ross’s For Gilberto Ramos, 15, Who Died in the Texas Desert, June 2014”

051 December 23, 2018
“The Persistence of Music”
by Anatoly Molotkov

052  December 27, 2018
“Under Surveillance”
by Michael Farry

053  December 28, 2018
“Grand Finale”
by Renuka Raghavan

054  December 29, 2018
“Aftermath”
by Gene Barry

055 January 2, 2019
“&”
by Larissa Shmailo

056  January 7, 2019
“The Seamstress:
by Len Kuntz

057  January 10, 2019
"Natural History"
by Camille T Dungy

058  January 11, 2019
“BLOCKADE”
by Brian Burmeister

059  January 12, 2019
“Lost”
by Clint Margrave

060 January 14, 2019
“Menopause”
by Pat Durmon

061 January 19, 2019
“Neptune’s Choir”
by Linda Imbler

062  January 22, 2019
“Views From the Driveway”
by Amy Barone

063  January 25, 2019
“The heron leaves her haunts in the marsh”
by Gail Wronsky

064  January 30, 2019
“Shiprock”
by Terry Lucas

065 February 02, 2019
“Summer 1970, The University of Virginia Opens to Women in the Fall”
by Alarie Tennille

066 February 05, 2019
“At School They Learn Nouns”
by Patrick Bizzaro

067  February 06, 2019
“I Must Not Breathe”
by Angela Jackson-Brown

068 February 11, 2019
“Lunch on City Island, Early June”
by Christine Potter

069 February 12, 2019
“Singing”
by Andrew McFadyen-Ketchum

070 February 14, 2019
“Daily Commute”
by Christopher P. Locke

071 February 18, 2019
“How Silent The Trees”
by Wyn Cooper

072 February 20, 2019
“A New Psalm of Montreal”
by Sheenagh Pugh

073 February 23, 2019
“Make Me A Butterfly”
by Amy Barbera

074 February 26, 2019
“Anthem”
by Sandy Coomer

075 March 4, 2019
“Shape of a Violin”
by Kelly Powell

076 March 5, 2019
“Inward Oracle”
by J.P. Dancing Bear

077 March 7, 2019
“I Broke My Bust Of Jesus”
by Susan Sundwall

078 March 9, 2019
“My Mother at 19”
by John Guzlowski

079 March 10, 2019
“Paddling”
by Chera Hammons Miller

080 March 12, 2019
“Of Water and Echo”
by Gillian Cummings

081   082   083    March 14, 2019
“Little Political Sense”   “Crossing Kansas with Jim
Morrison”  “The Land of Sky and Blue Waters”
by Dr. Lindsey Martin-Bowen

084 March 15, 2019
“A Tune To Remember”
by Anna Evans

085 March 19, 2019
“At the End of Time (Wish You Were Here)
by Jeannine Hall Gailey

086 March 20, 2019
“Garden of Gethsemane”
by Marletta Hemphill

087 March 21, 2019
“Letters From a War”
by Chelsea Dingman

088 March 26, 2019
“HAT”
by Bob Heman

089 March 27, 2019
“Clay for the Potter”
by Belinda Bourgeois

#090 March 30, 2019
“The Pose”
by John Hicks

#091 April 2, 2019
“Last Night at the Wursthaus”
by Doug Holder

#092 April 4, 2019
“Original Sin”
by Diane Lockward

#093 April 5, 2019
“A Father Calls to his child on liveleak”
by Stephen Byrne

#094 April 8, 2019
“XX”
by Marc Zegans

#095 April 12, 2019
“Landscape and Still Life”
by Marjorie Maddox

#096 April 16, 2019
“Strawberries Have Been Growing Here for Hundreds of
Years”
by Mary Ellen Lough

#097 April 17, 2019
“The New Science of Slippery Surfaces”
by Donna Spruijt-Metz

#098 April 19, 2019
“Tennessee Epithalamium”
by Alyse Knorr

#099 April 20, 2019
“Mermaid, 1969”
by Tameca L. Coleman

#100 April 21, 2019
“How Do You Know?”
by Stephanie

#101 April 23, 2019
“Rare Book and Reader”
by Ned Balbo

#102 April 26, 2019
“THUNDER”
by Jefferson Carter

#103 May 01, 2019
“The sight of a million angels”
by Jenneth Graser

#104 May 09, 2019
“How to tell my dog I’m dying”
by Richard Fox

#105 May 17, 2019
“Promises Had Been Made”
by Sarah Sarai

#106 June 01, 2019
“i sold your car today”
by Pamela Twining

#107 June 02, 2019
“Abandoned Stable”
by Nancy Susanna Breen

#108 June 05, 2019
“Cupcake”
by Julene Tripp Weaver

#109 June 6, 2019
“Bobby’s Story”
by Jimmy Pappas

#110 June 10, 2019
“When You Ask Me to Tell You About My Father”
by Pauletta Hansel

#111 Backstory of the Poem’s
“Cemetery Mailbox”
by Jennifer Horne

#112 Backstory of the Poem’s
“Relics”
by Kate Peper

#113 Backstory of the Poem’s
“Q”
by Jennifer Johnson

#114 Backstory of the Poem’s
“Brushing My Hair”
by Tammika Dorsey Jones

#115 Backstory of the Poem
“Because the Birds Will Survive, Too”
by Katherine Riegel

#116 Backstory of the Poem
“DIVORCE”
by Joan Barasovska

#117 Backstory of the Poem
“NEW YEAR”S EVE 2016”
by Michael Meyerhofer

#118 Backstory of the Poem
“Dear the estranged,”
by Gina Tron

#119 Backstory of the Poem
“In Remembrance of Them”
by Janet Renee Cryer

#120 Backstory of the Poem
“Horse Fly Grade Card, Doesn’t Play Well With Others”
by David L. Harrison

#121 Backstory of the Poem
“My Mother’s Cookbook”
by Rachael Ikins

#122 Backstory of the Poem
“Cousins I Never Met”
by Maureen Kadish Sherbondy

#123 Backstory of the Poem
“To Those Who Were Our First Gods”
by Nickole Brown

#124 Backstory of the Poem
“Looking For Sunsets (In the Early Morning)”
by Paul Levinson

#125 Backstory of the Poem
“Tracy”
by Tiff Holland

#126 Backstory of the Poem
“Legs”
by Cindy Hochman

#127 Backstory of the Poem
“Anathema”
by Natasha Saje

#128 Backstory of the Poem
“How to Explain Fertility When an Acquaintance Asks Casually”
by Allison Blevins

#129 Backstory of the Poem
“The Art of Meditation In Tennessee”
by Linda Parsons

#130 Backstory of the Poem
“Schooling High, In Beslan”
by Satabdi Saha

#131 Backstory of the Poem
“Baby Jacob survives the Oso Landslide, 2014”
by Amie Zimmerman

#132 Backstory of the Poem
“Our Age of Anxiety”
by Henry Israeli

#133 Backstory of the Poem
“Earth Cries; Heaven Smiles”
by Ken Allan Dronsfield

#134  Backstory of the Poem
“Eons”
by Janine Canan

#135 Backstory of the Poem
“Sworn”
by Catherine Zickgraf

#136 Backstory of the Poem
“Bushwick Blue”
by Susana H. Case

#137 Backstory of the Poem
“Then She Was Forever”
by Paula Persoleo

#138 Backstory of the Poem
“Enough”
by Kris Bigalk

#139 Backstory of the Poem
“From Ghosts of the Upper Floor”
by Tony Trigilio

#140 Backstory of the Poem
“Cloud Audience”
by Wanita Zumbrunnen

#141 Backstory of the Poem
“Condition Center”
by Matthew Freeman

#142 Backstory of the Poem
“Adventuresome Woman”
by Cheryl Suchors

#143 Backstory of the Poem
“The Way Back”
by Robert Walicki

#144 Backstory of the Poem
“If I Had Three Lives”
by Sarah Russell

#145 Backstory of the Poem
“Reservoir”
by Andrea Rexilius

#146 Backstory of the Poem
“The Night Before Our Dog Died”
by Melissa Fite Johnson

#147 Backstory of the Poem
“Pileated”
by David Anthony Sam

#148 Backstory of the Poem
“A Kitchen Argument”
by Matthew Gwathmey

#149 Backstory of the Poem
“Insulation”
by Bruce Kauffman

#150 Backstory of the Poem
“I Will Tell You Where I’ve Been”
by Justin Hamm

#151 Backstory of the Poem
“Comfort”
by Michael A Griffith

#152 Backstory of the Poem
“VAN GOGH TO HIS MISTRESS”
by Margo Taft Stever


#153 Backstory of the Poem
“1. Girl”
by Margaret Manuel

#154 Backstory of the Poem
“Trading Places”
by Maria Chisolm

#155 Backstory of the Poem
“The Reoccurring Woman”
by Debra May

#156 Backstory of the Poem
“Word Falling”
by Sheryl St. Germain

#157 Backstory of the Poem
“Vel’ d’Hiv Roundup of 7,000 Jews Detained in an
Arena”
by Liz Marlow

#158 Backstory of the Poem
“Why Otters Hold Hands”
by William Walsh

#159 Backstory of the Poem
“The Invisible World”
by Rocco de Giacoma

#160 Backstory of the Poem
“Last Call”
by Ralph Culver

#161 Backstory of the Poem
“ALIVE”
by David Dephy

#162 Backstory of the Poem
“Mare Nostrum”
by Janice D Soderling

#163 Backstory of the Poem
“Winnipeg Noir”
by Carmelo Militano

#164 Backstory of the Poem
“Needlepoint Roses”
by Jason O’Toole

#165 Backstory of the Poem
“Singing, Studying on Whiteness, This Penelope Strings”
by Jeanne Larsen

#166 Backstory of the Poem
“How To Befriend Uncertainty”
by Prartho Sereno

#167 Backstory of the Poem
“Shostakovich: Five Pieces”
by Pamela Uschuk

#168 Backstory of the Poem
“Bouquet for Amy Clampitt”
by Peter Kline

#169 Backstory of the Poem
“Heartbroken”
by Catherine Arra

#170 Backstory of the Poem
“Silence – a lost art”
by Megha Sood

#171 Backstory of the Poem/ May 09, 2020
“Horribly Dull”
by Mark DeCharmes

#172 Backstory of the Poem/ May 12, 2020
“Celebrating His Ninety-Second Birthday the Year his Wife Died”
by Michael Mark

#173 Backstory of the Poem/ May 14, 2020
“Night Clouds in the Black Hills”
by Cameron Morse

#174 Backstory of the Poem/ May 18, 2020
“I’ve Been In Heaven For Long”
by Evanesced Dethroned Angel

#175 Backstory of the Poem/ May 20, 2020
“Tutti-Frutti”
by Barbara Crooker

#176 and #177 Backstory of the Poem/ May 25, 2020
“My Small World” and
“My Mistake”
by Tina Barry

#178 Backstory of the Poem/ June 05, 2020
“Against Numbers”
by Andrea Potos

#179 Backstory of the Poem/ June 15, 2020
“Wish”
by Julie Weiss

#180 Backstory of the Poem/ June 20, 2020
“The Tree That Stood Beside Me”
by Carly My Loper

#181 Backstory of the Poem/ June 23, 2020
“Electric Mail”
by Julie E. Bloemeke

#182 Backstory of the Poem
June 24, 2020
“Her First Ten Days”
by Julieta Corpus

#183 Backstory of the Poem
June 26, 2020
“Outside My House Is A Guava Tree”
by Dr. Ampat Varghese Koshy

#184 Backstory of the Poem
July 2, 2020
“Torpor”
by Victor Enns

#185 Backstory of the Poem
July 5, 2020
“A Way of Life”
by Dan Provost

#186 Backstory of the Poem
July 6, 2020
“The Alabama Wiregrassers”
by Charles Ghigna

#186 Backstory of the Poem
July 6, 2020
“The Alabama Wiregrassers”
by Charles Ghigna

#187 Backstory of the Poem
July 7, 2020
“The Seer”
by Kathleen Winter

#188 Backstory of the Poem
July 11, 2020
“Stuck At Home”
by Valerie Frost

#189 Backstory of the Poem
July 13, 2020
“Between the Earth and Sky”
by Eleanor Kedney