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Poet Joseph Donahue, with deep Lowell roots and who teaches at Duke University, has been actively publishing poetry as if he’s being chased by the hounds of Time across the national landscape. There’s a new notice full of praise in the Los Angeles Review of Books addressing his 2024 collection…
Read More »Dark-eyed junco (image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons) Whittier in the Woods Making cornbread during a storm, Which dropped a foot of snow on us, I saw the actual John Greenleaf In a wide-brimmed hat step from the woods Behind our house, his bushy beard icicled. When I waved, he raised…
Read More »Contact: Meg Smith, festival organizer, 978-996-6592 megsmithwriter675@gmail.com Poe in Lowell festival to honor Edgar Allan Poe’s visits to Lowell Lowell, Massachusetts – A new festival will celebrate Edgar Allan Poe’s three visits to Lowell, with art exhibits, spoken word readings of poetry and short stories by Poe, dance performances inspired…
Read More »We have a new poem from one of our far-flung contributors, Tom Sexton in Alaska. Tom is a former Poet Laureate of Alaska and a permanent member of the Lowell High School Alumni Hall of Fame. The photographs below are by Kevin Harkins, made a few years ago when Tom…
Read More »The Old Worthen by Richard Marion (litho print, ink drawing with watercolor, c. 1975, reprinted with permission of the artist). . Old Worthen Christmas . The good way Dan turned his head and dropped three nickels into the bent tambourine of the Salvation Army-man between sips of twenty-five-cent draft and…
Read More »Bone in the Throat (March 2021) By Paul Marion Web photo courtesy of CNBC . The vast container ship Ever Given from Malaysia, Bound for the Netherlands, stuck like a bone in the Throat of the Suez Canal, reminded me of dozens or A hundred random trailer trucks wedged under…
Read More »My friend, teacher, and co-conspirator in Lowell things Charles Nikitopoulos passed away in 2019. He loved poetry and had a long shelf of skinny poetry books at home. He wrote poems when the spirit moved him. He was also a committed gardener with flowers and vegetables in a home garden…
Read More »Opening Day, Eagle River, Alaska By Mike McCormick Stepping into the bracing air, I yank on my gloves and stride across snow filled ruts that gleam like fresh baselines in the narrow strip of dirt driveway. Hundreds of red capped birds chatter like anxious fans as I duck into my…
Read More »SCHEDULE NOTE. I’ll be reading poems in the famous Moses Greeley Parker Lectures series on Saturday, April 29, AT 12 NOON (NOT 2 PM), at the Pollard Memorial Library, 401 Merrimack St, next to Lowell City Hall. The menu will include oldies and new work from books like “Union River”…
Read More »Our far-flung contributor Jim Provencher in Australia sent us a poem in response to my essay about hometown baseball from a few days ago (“Organized Ball”). Jim spent youthful days in Portland, Maine, playing Babe Ruth League, high school, and American Legion baseball. Here’s what he told us: “It’s weird,…
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