News from the world of poetry isn't the kind of news that always makes it through the chatter; if you're not keeping up on your reading or your podcasts, you might miss some of it. I was sad and ashamed to learn only recently that Philip Levine, one of my favorite poets, died last year.
Yep, he was old, but he knew what it was like to be
tired, and lacking money, and worked to the bone by some demanding jobs,
yet still in love with the world. If that doesn't make him a poet for
our age, I don't know what does.
Read "What Work Is" by Philip Levine