I also jibber-jabber. Please feel free to ignore that. I think I actually start reading about a minute into it. Also, at the end of the video, please ignore the comment I make about not having to try to write poems. It’s not always that easy. I will...

“Everyone is Afraid of Something” Dannye Romine Powell Once I was afraid of ghosts, of the dark, of climbing down from the highest limb of the backyard oak. Now I’m afraid my son will die alone in his apartment. I’m afraid when I break down the...

Easy is alone like a floosy in the moon Talk in peeking me’s and balked eyes speaking Meet in circle Curved parapet of ward, feeble Crawl through window The sky is small Fear too, below Moon is whitewash, a resigned gloom Midnight’s...

“Quarantine” Eavan Boland In the worst hour of the worst season of the worst year of a whole people a man set out from the workhouse with his wife. He was walking – they were both walking – north. She was sick with famine fever and could not...