Tag: Poem of the Week

Our dog, Fezzik, tried to chew through the windowsill in our mud room when he was a puppy.

We’ve lost, in the past 12 months, and continue to lose, precious poetic voices. But some losses stay with us longer than others. Like that of Sylvia Plath. Maybe you are familiar with Sylvia Plath’s poetry. If not, here are…

In the early days of pre-computing, there was a reference to something called “the digital”–from which this week’s poem takes its title. If I say to you: Towering figures from the history of computing, like Claude Shannon and John von…

Well, it’s Easter weekend as I write this and Christendom has taken some harsh blows even as the most important day of the liturgical year has come again. Bombings in Sri Lanka, the burning of Notre Dame Cathedral in France……

Let’s just say, right from the start, that if you’re German you probably will think I’m crazy by the time you finish reading this week’s poem. If you ever have traveled to places where you’re quite obviously the outsider, maybe…