Poem of the Week: “Orchestra” by Russell Brakefield

Center for Poetry intern Amy Potchen selected this week’s poem, and said this: This poem is by Russell Brakefield. I chose this poem while looking into Brakefield’s poetry, since he will be coming to RCAH next month to do a reading. This poem reminds me to see the beauty in Summer’s nature before the season comes toContinue reading “Poem of the Week: “Orchestra” by Russell Brakefield”

“Fall”ing in love with poetry

“Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.” – F. Scott Fitzgerald Welcome back readers, writers, lovers of poetry and all those in between. The Center for Poetry is back with a fully loaded calendar this fall semester. Check out our “Calendar of Events” page for more information on dates, placesContinue reading ““Fall”ing in love with poetry”

“Poetic Justice” is in (and on!) the Air

Listen up! The Center for Poetry has ventured even further to reach audiences of poetry through its new podcast “Poetic Justice.” Interns Shannon McGlone and Allison Costello combined their love for radio and discussing poetry and social issues to produce a podcast, online for your listening enjoyment. In the first episode, the hosts talk toContinue reading ““Poetic Justice” is in (and on!) the Air”

Poem of the Week: “Recreation” by Audre Lorde

  Coming together it is easier to work after our bodies meet paper and pen neither care nor profit whether we write or not but as your body moves under my hands charged and waiting we cut the leash you create me against your thighs hilly with images moving through our word countries my bodyContinue reading “Poem of the Week: “Recreation” by Audre Lorde”

New Year, New Events!

If you’re searching for warmth and comfort during these cold winter months, seek shelter at one of The Center for Poetry’s many 2018 Spring events. Our monthly Haiku Study Group begins Saturday, January 20th and the annual Festival of Listening is on Thursday, February 22nd. The Spring Poetry Festival kicks off with Cheryl Clarke onContinue reading “New Year, New Events!”

Poem of the Week: The Art of Leaving, by Anita Skeen

  As we celebrate the tenth anniversary of the Residential College in the Arts & Humanities (RCAH) at MSU, please enjoy this villanelle, written for the occasion of the first graduating class in 2011 by RCAH Professor and Center for Poetry director Anita Skeen.   The Art of Leaving ~ for the inaugural graduating classContinue reading “Poem of the Week: The Art of Leaving, by Anita Skeen”

Poem of the Week: Not Forgotten, by Toi Derricotte

We hope you’ll join us this week for a workshop with Toi Derricotte at 3 p.m. Wednesday, April 12, and a reading at 7 p.m. the same day. Visit here for details.   BY TOI DERRICOTTE   I love the way the black ants use their dead. They carry them off like warriors on their steelContinue reading “Poem of the Week: Not Forgotten, by Toi Derricotte”

AWP 2017: It Takes a Village

In February 2017, the RCAH Center for Poetry staff made the trek to Washington, D.C. for AWP. We thought the trip was worthy of some reflection. Edited 5/8/17 to include additional reflections. Day one: Director Anita Skeen leads the way into the vastness that is the AWP Bookfair. See more snapshots of the adventure on Instagram.   Anita Skeen,Continue reading “AWP 2017: It Takes a Village”

Poem of the week: “Subterranean Homesick Blues,” By Bob Dylan

Johnny’s in the basement, mixing up the medicine I’m on the pavement, thinking about the government The man in the trench coat, badge out, laid off Says he’s got a bad cough, wants to get it paid off Look out kid, it’s somethin’ you did God knows when, but you’re doin’ it again You betterContinue reading “Poem of the week: “Subterranean Homesick Blues,” By Bob Dylan”

Poem of the Week: “Abecedarian Requiring Further Examination of Anglikan Seraphym Subjugation of a Wild Indian Rezervation,”by Natalie Diaz

Angels don’t come to the reservation. Bats, maybe, or owls, boxy mottled things. Coyotes, too. They all mean the same thing— death. And death eats angels, I guess, because I haven’t seen an angel fly through this valley ever. Gabriel? Never heard of him. Know a guy named Gabe though— he came through here oneContinue reading “Poem of the Week: “Abecedarian Requiring Further Examination of Anglikan Seraphym Subjugation of a Wild Indian Rezervation,”by Natalie Diaz”