by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 27, 2013 | accumulation, place |
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Jan 30, 2011 | accumulation, mfa, shapes, the day |
by Cynthia Newberry Martin | Dec 1, 2008 | poetry |
Sunny and cold. The long, December shadows of bare trees run far away from the woods. So begins Ted Kooser’s short poem, “December 1.” In the fall of 1998, as he was recovering from cancer, Ted Kooser, still six years away from being the thirteenth...
