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May Wonders Never Cease to Exist

Although I occasionally write poetry, I don’t make a fuss about it because I so rarely do it.  And because I’m never quite sure if I should call it poetry.  My poems don’t rhyme.  They don’t have a recognizable meter or structure (and I don’t even know what I mean […]

Beowulf and Seamus Heaney

I haven’t read much poetry in my life, outside the required English literature classes of my university days.  And yet I was grieved to hear that Seamus Heaney had died.  Many years ago I had gotten an audio of Heaney reading Beowulf.  I had read Beowulf even more years before […]