Children’s author and illustrator Peter Sis designed this wonderful tapestry in memory of Seamus Heaney. It was woven in Aubusson, France and will be displayed at the Dublin airport.

“‘This man can’t bear our life here and will drown,’
The abbot said, ‘unless we help him.’ So
They did, the freed ship sailed, and the man climbed back
Out of the marvellous as he had known it.”

-Seamus Heaney, “From Lightenings


Poetry Month is Lorca Month! #LorcaNYC


April 5-July 21, 2013

Lorca in New York: A Celebration is the largest-ever festival in North America celebrating the work of acclaimed Spanish poet and playwright Federico García Lorca. With more than two dozen events throughout Manhattan, it focuses on the brief but…

“And this,” said the publicist who’d been introducing us, “is a Pulitzer Prize-winning poet.” I registered a slight grimace on Mr. Muldoon’s end.

“A poet, huh?” Mr. Tyler said, walking closer to him. “You’re kidding.”

As if on cue, the lead singer of Aerosmith began reciting the opening stanza of Lewis Carroll’s “Jabberwocky.” He pointed at Mr. Muldoon to finish the line.

Paul Muldoon, who appreciates “shlock rock,” hangs out backstage at an Aerosmith concert.
If formal verse can be likened to carving, free verse to modeling, then one might say that doggerel verse is like objet trouvés — the piece of driftwood that looks like a witch, the stone that has a profile. The writer of doggerel, as it were, takes any old words, rhythms and rhymes that come into his head, gives them a good shake and then throws them onto the page like dice where, lo and behold, contrary to all probability they make sense, not by law but by chance. Since the words appear to have no will of their own, but to be the puppets of chance, so will the things or persons to which they refer; hence the value of doggerel for a certain kind of satire.
W. H. Auden, The Dyer’s Hand, from the FSG Poetry blog The Best Words in Their Best Order.