Days of 1986 – Carolyn Kizer

He was believed by his peers to be an important poet, But his erotic obsession, condemned and strictly forbidden, Compromised his standing, …

Mud Soup – Carolyn Kizer

1. Had the ham bone, had the lentils, Got to meat store for the salt pork, Got to grocery for the celery. …

Reunion – Carolyn Kizer

For more than thirty years we hadn’t met. I remembered the bright query of your face, That single-minded look,intense and stern, Yet …

The Intruder – Carolyn Kizer

My mother– preferring the strange to the tame: Dove-note, bone marrow, deer dung, Frog’s belly distended with finny young, Leaf-mould wilderness, hare-bell, …