Melissa Kwasny

Monday Poems
6:53 am
Mon December 29, 2014

"Frosted Marsh"

Marsh-grass like a bank creature, black-footed and salt-tipped. Twilight
in the water grown tinsel. You're drawn to them heavily, a clarity
stilled, waiting for the body to catch up. No more events, parties, no
more running ahead but here with the fever, with what is wrong. The
evenings will be long. You will be alone and scared. This familiar out-
of-season, not of harvest but of fast, thrift and reticence, faced with
the same flaws. Look, the ghosts are calling. Will you ignore them

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Monday Poems
9:23 am
Mon January 13, 2014

"Light"

Reading Novalis in Montana, poems by Melissa Kwasny

An artist places the intangible
              and tangible objects on the table together:
drift of diamond light from the Sky of the Mind
with the Asian poppy, the plate of wild seedling plums.

The direction is set, sun caught in eastern branches
when our empty hands have their other side of fullness.
              Still life: morning star. Moon.
Dawn. The sun (who is A Bird Singing in the Moonlight).

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Literary Essays
6:00 am
Wed October 2, 2013

Melissa Kwasny Explores Image and Vision in the Non-Human World

Earth Recitals: Essays on Image and Vision, by Melissa Kwasny

Melissa Kwasny talks about her book Earth Recitals: Essays of Image & Vision, and about how reflecting on the images we see in the outer, nonhuman, world can stimulate human creative imagination and enhance our everyday lives.

About the book:

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