I will always read a poem called ‘Loony Bin Basketball’

For Christmas, Lori gave me a subscription to the Poetry Foundation’s Poetry magazine. I’ve read one issue so far, and that issue delivered on all of my hopes. So, I’ve collected my favorite moments here. Thank you to the magazine for putting all its content online! From December’s issue:

Interview with Lucie Brock-Brodio: “On fragmenting: I’m in love with the idea that a poem should always try to be smaller than itself. The white space should be as detailed and passionate as that which is said aloud.”

Mary Karr’s “Loony Bin Basketball: For Phil Jackson.” A joy to read.

Karr talking about the poem: “Our autonomic nervous system breathes for most of us, and a priest friend told me once, when I asked him how I was supposed to know God’s will for me, that I should see what is. If you’re breathing, just presume you’re supposed to be alive and start looking around for some way to make yourself useful.”

Sharon Dolin: “How do you find something worth saying? / How do you find desire to find desire / to find something worth saying?”

Dana Levin’s “At the End of My Hours.” The ending is beautiful.

Michael Lista’s “Today’s Special.” I liked this poem so much but wasn’t sure why. Then I read the interview with him, and it turned out it was about a TV show I’d watched as a child. Sure, Lista was using the reference to help frame the atmosphere during a Canadian serial killer’s spree. But still good.

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