Poems

I consider myself fairly well read when it comes to 20th-c. anglophone poetry. Seldom do I stumble upon completely forgotten poets who were both consistently masterful in their craft and truly original in tone. Not in one or two poems—consistently. Broomell is one such poet. https://t.co/MDwFUGtfXI

Running into a poem you loved is like bumping an old friend at a pub. Thus do I find Robert Creeley's "The Rain," six stanzas I copied on the back of my AP econ spiral notebook in high school, and re-read often during that neolib seminar.
"Be for me, like rain,
the getting out" https://t.co/doRYJK6vYO