Today at One Minnesota Crone, I’m in conversation with poet Laurie Kuntz. Come learn about her latest book, That Infinite Roar.
Author Archives: Kathleen Cassen Mickelson
Happy 2024
As I sat down to write this, I struggled with the idea of a “happy” 2024 given all that’s going on in the world. But it is possible to find moments of happiness even in distressing times, so a happy wish for the new year is still of value. And I’ve found quite a fewContinue reading “Happy 2024”
Writing in a Waiting Room and Being Glad for It
As we head toward the winter solstice, the world feels unsteady and fragmented. There are still moments that inspire gratitude.
A Poetry Book List
A crone poet book list! Plus one not-a-crone. Happy December!
CONVERSATION WITH POET SARAH DICKENSON SNYDER
When I finished reading Sarah Dickenson Snyder’s latest book, Now These Three Remain, I could see she was a writer who saw the world’s savaergy alongside its sacredness and could put that into poems that grab readers by the throat.
All Saints Day 2023
Pumpkin carving, post-Halloween settling in, and two poems read aloud from Prayer Gardening.
PUBLICATION ANNOUNCEMENT
I am thrilled to announce the release of Prayer Gardening, a poetry collection I co-authored with Constance Brewer. We’ve exchanged poems with each other for several years, discovered our common territories as writers, and enjoyed the way our poems sometimes talk to each other. It was only natural for us to collaborate on this collection,Continue reading “PUBLICATION ANNOUNCEMENT”
On the Road in France
I’ve been traveling for the past week and a half through different wine regions in France, along with my partner Mick and our friends Susan and Ned. We spent one night in Paris, three nights in Epernay, three nights in Tours, and are wrapping things up with four nights in Saint Emilion. We’ve tasted lotsContinue reading “On the Road in France”
When Birds Hit the Window
Every fall, our crabapple produces bird-enticing fruit. All kinds of birds gather in its limbs, eat their fill, sometimes get a little woozy. They run into our bedroom window, which looks out on the crabapple. We’ve tried hanging sun-catchers in that window, closing the curtains, leaving the curtains halfway open, anything to reduce the illusionContinue reading “When Birds Hit the Window”
A CONVERSATION WITH NICOLE FARMER
Today, I chat with poet Nicole Farmer about her book, Honest Sonnets, recently published by Kelsay Books. The book is a memoir in sonnets, and if you have ideas about what sonnets look like, forget those ideas and read this book instead.