From the Poetry Editor: An Interjection in Time of Mourning

From the Poetry Editor: An Interjection in Time of Mourning

I don’t need to remind you of what poetry does to help us live our lives; I know you know that very well indeed. But here is an interjection of my own, at a time when we are simultaneously mourning the horrific recent gun deaths and trying to rally ourselves to activity and legislation.

I know something about guns. Shocking as it seems to me now, I participated regularly in target practice, with a 22 rifle, at summer camp when I was ten Continue reading From the Poetry Editor: An Interjection in Time of Mourning