Tag Archives: Jo Pitkin

January Poetry Blitz: Jo Pitkin

Frozen Pantoum What never happens happens one long span of winter, the channel of open water crusts, folds in, scars over. One long span of winter, the river is bone-colored thread: it crusts, folds in, scars over despite salt and … Continue reading

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Paul Violi: An Appreciation, by Jo Pitkin

(Jo Pitkin is the author of her own wonderful chapbook, The Measure. I thank her for this guest blog about a poet whom I met in passing at the Woodstock Poetry Festival years ago.) In 2006, I contacted Paul Violi … Continue reading

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“From Bread Loaf to Sugarloaf” by Jo Pitkin

(My thanks to Jo Pitkin for this guest blog. And let me recommend her wonderful chapbook, The Measure.) In 1977, summer jobs for college kids were scarce in my Hudson Valley hometown. In previous years, I had been an arts … Continue reading

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The Slabsides Poets

I’ve visited Arrowhead in the Berkshires, the yellow house where young Herman Melville set himself up as a country squire to finish Moby Dick, perhaps inspired by the whale-humped profile of Mt. Graylock outside his window. I’ve also been to … Continue reading

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An Oscar for Best Insect

I’m partial to Jo Pitkin’s “Luna Moths” for several reasons. It describes an animal visitation experience not unrelated to my own “My Late Mother as a Ruffed Grouse.” And it features a creature I’d nominate as the most beautiful I’ve … Continue reading

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