C.M. Rivers
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A Short Interview
A brief interview about poetry with Homebound Publications: HB: Why did you start writing poetry? CMR: I’m not sure which is more true: if I began writing poetry, or if poetry began writing me. All I know is, at some point, it became a…
A Tribute to the Ashokan Farewell
Of a Particular Piece of North American Music (Ashokan Farewell, Jay Ungar, 1982) Listen to the Ashokan Farewell Its first utterances stir me, open, display, flatten me, as if I were a…
Bobcats and Big Sur
Reckoning appeared in the Winter 2020 issue of Stonecoast Review (University of Southern Maine). This poem came about as an amalgam of a few different things that came together in my mind to create a snapshot of a character. The first was from a…
Fritter in the Bookshop
Just because we’re sentimental about a household object that used to belong to a grandparent, doesn’t mean the dog won’t eat it while left at home alone all day. To him, a coaster with the Notre-Dame cathedral painted on it is – while not…
Changing Stones to Feathers
Sometimes it’s easy to forget that before you can get down to the nitty-gritty business of saving the world, you must tackle yourself, tend to yourself, save yourself, overcome yourself – so you can get out of your own way and just be yourself. …
Zen
Daylight passes over the garden. Wild green things grow thick ‘round the entranceway. Spotted fawns have come by, their mother not far behind. Cat sits and watches.
Starlight Stay
Here’s a link to my poem Starlight Stay, currently appearing in The Adirondack Review. I wrote this in the middle of the night, up late writing, reading, listening to music, feeling vividly awake and energized. It’s pretty out of character for me to stay…
Look No Further
…I have some good news, but only for a few more hours. Add a splash of color, no obligation. Enrollment time is now. What are you doing to protect what matters most to you? Last chance to join, last chance to win. Abs in…
Stanley Kunitz’s Poem “The Layers”
The Layers By Stanley Kunitz I have walked through many lives, some of them my own, and I am not who I was, though some principle of being abides, from which I struggle not to stray. When I look behind, as I am compelled…
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