Poem of the Week: “Resurrection Yoga” by Dennis Hinrichsen

In celebration of an upcoming visit by Lansing poet Dennis Hinrichsen, we present his poem “Resurrection Yoga” from Kurosawa’s Dog (Oberlin Press, 2009). Dennis will visit the RCAH Center for Poetry on April 1, and at his reading, the Center for Poetry will release handmade broadside sheets with the poem “Resurrection Yoga” printed in-house on theContinue reading “Poem of the Week: “Resurrection Yoga” by Dennis Hinrichsen”

Center for Poetry celebrates women’s history with Robin Silbergleid reading

By Kelsey Block The RCAH Center for Poetry and the MSU English Department celebrated Women’s History Month with a reading and workshop by Robin Silbergleid, associate professor of English and director of creative writing at MSU. A small gathering of about fifteen women joined Silbergleid in the RCAH LookOut! Gallery to discuss ekphrasis (the phenomenonContinue reading “Center for Poetry celebrates women’s history with Robin Silbergleid reading”

Poem of the Week: “The Chairs That No One Sits In” by Billy Collins

You see them on porches and on lawns down by the lakeside, usually arranged in pairs implying a couple who might sit there and look out at the water or the big shade trees. The trouble is you never see anyone sitting in these forlorn chairs though at one time it must have seemed aContinue reading “Poem of the Week: “The Chairs That No One Sits In” by Billy Collins”

Voicing Poetry featured on UCLA’s online journal, “Echo”

Originally posted on Music at Mt. Parnassus:
This week, UCLA’s online journal, “Echo,” featured a story about our recent collaboration with the Center for Poetry at MSU, Voicing Poetry. The blog is edited by recent MSU graduate in musicology, Patrick Bonczyk. Check it out via the link below! http://www.echo.ucla.edu/voicing-poetry/

Poem of the Week: “Digging” by Seamus Heaney

In the spirit of St. Patrick’s Day, we present this poem by Irish poet Seamus Heaney (1939-2013). Between my finger and my thumb The squat pen rests; snug as a gun. Under my window, a clean rasping sound When the spade sinks into gravelly ground: My father, digging. I look down Till his straining rumpContinue reading “Poem of the Week: “Digging” by Seamus Heaney”

Poem of the Week: “Keeping Quiet” by Pablo Neruda

Now we will count to twelve and we will all keep still. For once on the face of the earth, let’s not speak in any language; let’s stop for one second, and not move our arms so much. It would be an exotic moment without rush, without engines; we would all be together in aContinue reading “Poem of the Week: “Keeping Quiet” by Pablo Neruda”