Poetry and Death

So I spent last night in the presence of death and two exes: exhilaration and exhaustion. And with a marvelous improvisational violinist, Shira Kammen, whose ephemeral music was fitting for the occasion. There were others there with me, an auditorium filled with people, to discuss the "usefulness" of poetry as a way of transforming end-of-life … Continue reading Poetry and Death