Dec 15, 2021 | Current Ned Note, On Writing, Poetry
bell hooks (Sept 25,1952-Dec 15,2021) It is poetry that changes everything. — from bell hooks’ Bone Black: Memories of Girlhood in love there are no closed doors each threshold an invitation to cross take hold take heart and enter here at this point...
Sep 7, 2021 | Current Ned Note, Past Notes, Poetry
Rosh Hashanah – Sept 6 – 8, 2021 new year. Ned Hayes Rosh Hashanah comes this year on a day of cool wind, a breathtaking portent of winter taking the world, rude lover tossing the sheets away. in autumn the sadness of all things is greatest for now...
Sep 1, 2021 | Current Ned Note, On Writing, Poetry
Andrew Grace After my father died I should have gone to therapy. I tried instead to solve my grief with alcohol and poems. Now I am almost 40 and all I can tell you about grief is that when I found my father on the floor of the machine shed the radio was on and wind...
Aug 14, 2021 | Current Ned Note, On Writing, Poetry
August Mary Oliver . . When the blackberries hang swollen in the woods, in the brambles nobody owns, I spendall day among the high branches, reaching my ripped arms, thinking of nothing, cramming the black honey of summer into my mouth; all day my body accepts...
Apr 20, 2021 | Current Ned Note, On Writing, Past Notes, Poetry
By Terrance Hayes Audio: Read by the author. You can be a bother who dyes his hair Dennis Rodman blue in the face of the man kneeling in blue in the face the music of his wrist- watch your mouth is little more than a door being knocked out of the ring of fire around...
