CONVERSATION WITH A POET – CONSTANCE BREWER

Today’s return to One Minnesota Crone’s Conversation with a Poet series celebrates the newly released poetry collection Astronomy Lessons by Constance Brewer (Gyroscope Press, $14.99 paperback).   Constance Brewer and I have some good history. We met in 2009 as volunteer editors at Every Day Poets, a poetry website that published a new poem each day. When that site wentContinue reading “CONVERSATION WITH A POET – CONSTANCE BREWER”

A Conversation with Poet Rose Mary Boehm

Life Stuff: Poems by Rose Mary Boehm, Kelsay Books, 2023. Paperback, 156 pages. $23 Life Stuff is a collection of poems that examines events from poet Rose Mary Boehm’s entire life – her childhood in WWII Germany, parenting her children in London, surviving an operation for a brain tumor while living in Madrid, making aContinue reading “A Conversation with Poet Rose Mary Boehm”

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.

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”

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”

August Languor

I love the word, “languor.” It’s indicative of everything I associate with late summer: the mood, the laziness, the inertia that always hits me about now, the desire to just lay around and do nothing. Or to meander around outside, listen, inhale, feel the calm of the overflowing garden, surprise a tiny bunny. August’s lullContinue reading “August Languor”