We need poems like we need barbecue, as occasions to invite grace into our lives.On reading his poem, Grace, this morning, I felt the first sense of peace in a solemn week. Go, read it. Or, listen to his own words as he reads. It's worth the time it will take. Grace is the final poem, beginning at marker 9:21.
Monday, December 17, 2012
Jake Adam York died this weekend. He was 40, a poet, and a professor of English at the University of Colorado. He was in Oxford earlier this year for the Southern Foodways Alliance conference and read several of his poems. He said on introducing his reading,