So there is this glass…

The poets have written about the world as a space that the mind fills up like a glass that we fill with water. It exists, objectively, but it only means what we make it mean. So the objective world becomes filled with our ideas of it… Wallace Stevens was particularly involved in exploring how the…

A Little Coffee & Transcendence

…this fascination with time could be highly personal, but it isn’t. Looking at the ways that the past seeps into the present, spinning there like an undertow, even while the present washes out to sea whatever sandcastles we’ve cobbled on the shore – the act of swimming against the tide could be us trying to…

A Sip Through Time

  In poetry, there is a certain palpability to memory. The past takes on a physicality – a presence. Even in evocations of spring, there is the sharp tang of memory the clings to the shape of the new rose bud. It’s as if, in the mouth of the poet, a world can be remade…

the Poetry of Coffee & Tea

In the category of things that are more than the sum of their parts, coffee and tea must be at the top of the list. Hot tea on a cold, rainy day has a poetry to it that makes the moment true somehow – more than just existing, the hot tea on a cold, rainy…