| This poem emerged from lists of questions, after trying to write a poem about Florida and journaling about where I was and reading about atoms scattering after death and after writing a different poem. I often go back over notes to see if anything leaps out, then try to continue that mood with new lines. Mortality, creation, and imagination were all on my mind. |
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The 12th Annual Bread Loaf Environmental Writers’ Conference
June 15 to 21, 2025
Some spots still available in poetry!
Work with our award-winning faculty in the heart of Vermont’s Green Mountains for a week of inspiring workshops, lectures, classes, and readings. Financial aid is available. Rolling admissions through February 14th or until spots fill. |
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A Newly Discovered Poem by Robert Frost
"It was originally inscribed inside a copy of Frost’s second collection, North of Boston, that was found in a retired educator’s home library by a family friend, a book dealer, following the educator’s death. It’s a good poem, short and aphoristic, from a period when Frost, writing at the height of his powers, had a special affection for poems of this kind: brief, rueful, tight, focused."
via THE NEW YORKER |
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What Sparks Poetry: Farid Matuk on Language as Form
"I wanted this work to be accountable, to not settle for easy truisms about ambiguity or a lack of closure being liberatory or even interesting. I wanted, more than I had before, to risk being right or wrong or foolish or earnest or stylized. I don't know who to face, but in wanting to be accountable the poems call—a bit desperately, really—to readers I can't yet see. My ambition was to create across each poem and again across the book a complex of feelings, sometimes contradictory feelings, that would get at what's irreconcilable about the real." |
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