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From the Pacific Rim and the richardhowe.com western desk comes a new poem by Tom Sexton, occupier of poetry precincts on both coasts of America and distinguished alumnus of Lowell High School. — PM . Leaving Lowell, Mass. for San Francisco, 1915, a Postcard Standing beside Mayor Murphy on the…
Read More »Mr. Nason Skating on the Merrimack . In March of the year we were in kindergarten, Mr. Nason told us how on one cold night he skated from Lowell to beyond Manchester where we knew the river vanished with a sigh and the moon’s breath was frozen to the ground,…
Read More »Our far-flung Western net-desk night editor Tom Sexton, once the Poet Laureate of Alaska and always a distinguished alumnus of Lowell High School, sent this new poem inspired by a work of art he bought from Bill Giavis, a legend at the Brush Gallery in Market Mills downtown.—PM .…
Read More »This poem, from Tom Sexton’s recent book Bridge Street at Dusk (Loom Press, 2012), connects to the “Moody Gardens” post below.—PM . Manny He was a minor god of the underworld whose euphonious name brought no reply if mentioned during the day, a lounge singer, a god of sirens and…
Read More »On this snowy night, from Alaska comes a poem with a snowy owl, courtesy of our desk in the West manned by Tom Sexton. Here’s a Lowell memory for our readers. For those who don’t know, Tom Sexton is a distinguished alumnus of Lowell High School and former Poet Laureate…
Read More »We have a new poem by Tom Sexton of Lowell and Alaska and Maine.—PM . The Last Sunday Train Little did I know back then when I walked beside my father to the old North Station, after Warren Spahn and Johnny Sain pitched a doubleheader, that the Boston Braves would…
Read More »Poet Tom Sexton is a great friend of this publication. He sent a poem tonight from the other side of North America, where, in his Alaskan home, he got the news about the passing of poet Seamus Heaney of Ireland and the world.—PM . On the Death of Seamus Heaney…
Read More »From one end of the continent to the other, here is a poem by Tom Sexton, written on the road last last spring as he and his wife, Sharyn, made their way from Maine back to Alaska for another season. We do have our far-flung correspondents. Tom Sexton is…
Read More »Church of the Immaculate Conception . Because the massive side door is slightly ajar at 6 a.m., I decide to pay a visit, to inhabit my past. Inside it could be night. Old women kneeling. Perfume thick as mist. To my surprise the man with the purple-red stain on half…
Read More »The 2nd Annual Lowell Writers and Publishers Winter Roundup is set for Saturday, February 23, 12.30 to 4.00 pm, upstairs at the Old Court Irish pub at Central and Middle streets in downtown Lowell. Publishers and writers attending include playwright Jack Neary, poet and memoir-writer Judith Dickerman-Nelson, Sweeney-and-Seawell creator Dave Robinson, John…
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