News &Poetry Entropy | 02 Apr 2013
New York Times – Haiku -Serendipitous Poetry A collection of poetry algorithmically extracted from New York Times articles and selected by Times editors. Whimsy is not a quality we usually associate with computer programs. We tend to think of software in terms of the function it fulfills. For example, a spreadsheet helps us do our [...]
Books &Poetry Entropy | 15 Oct 2012
In A THOUSAND MORNINGS, Mary Oliver returns to the imagery that has come to define her life’s work, transporting us to the marshland and coastline of her beloved home, Provincetown, Massachusetts. In these pages, Oliver shares the wonder of dawn, the grace of animals, and the transformative power of attention. Whether studying the leaves of [...]
My learned & Gifted friend Sujit shared this Poem by Donald Hall, his poetry explores the longing for a more bucolic past and reflects the poet’s abiding reverence for nature. In this poem he has struggled to document his loss & ephemeral nature of life .. Maples When I visited as a boy, too young [...]
For darkness restores what light cannot repair. Joseph Brodsky, born on this day in 1940, was arrested at age twenty-three and sentenced to five years on a prison farm for “having a worldview damaging to the state, decadence and modernism, failure to finish school, and social parasitism … except for the writing of awful poems. [...]
Once again Wisława Szymborska’s poem , which opens up questions and paradoxes, while appearing to solve them, hovering between realist representation and idealist critique .. Hard Life with Memory I’m a poor audience for my memory. She wants me to attend her voice nonstop, but I fidget, fuss, listen and don’t, step out, come back, [...]
Life &Poetry Entropy | 02 Feb 2012
The cherished Polish poet and Nobel Prize winner Wisława Szymborska passed away on Wednesday evening at her home in Kraków at the age of 89 “In Szymborska’s poetry, we divide ourselves not into body and surviving work but into body and unfinished whisper, poetry is no more than an unfinished whisper, laughter that swiftly falls [...]