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Poetry Friday: “Poetry Is the Spirit of the Dead, Watching,” Part I

By Margaret GibsonNovember 25, 2016

Where do our words come from? And our lives: how do they connect with those (whether persons or words) now dead but perhaps living on—in ways we can almost touch, almost speak? These are the complex questions that Margaret Gibson raises and wraps her own language around in this remarkable poem. For all their complexity,…

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Poetry Friday: “Middle Distance, Morning”

By Margaret GibsonMay 13, 2016

I read this poem as a meditation on how one can relate to the outside world without needing to possess it. A poem on how to let go: to connect beyond oneself without clutching. Here, the outside world is that of nature, which the poem’s speaker recounts her relation to. Partly it’s a relation of…

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