artichoke

Brandishing an Artichoke

This is an indistinct parable about gender. Doris Lessing won the Nobel Prize and said, “I couldn’t care less.” What struck my gimlet eye in this New York Times video of her receiving the good news is the rumpled man in the background who hangs on to an artichoke (28 seconds). She wrote The Golden…

Seamus Heaney

The God in Poetry

My friend Betsy explained to me “I don’t believe in God, I’m a poet. I believe in poetry.” And I thought, yes indeed! A poet focuses like a laser on language as a conduit for emotion and history. My ample idea of faith encompasses the poet whose religion is poetry. In the beginning was the…