memoirs – POETRY and PLACES

January in Paris by Billy Collins

January in Paris by Billy Collins A poem is never finished, only abandoned. —Paul Valéry That winter I had nothing to do but tend the kettle in my shuttered room on the top floor of a pensione near a cemetery, but I would sometimes descend the stairs, unlock my bicycle, and pedal along the coldContinue reading “January in Paris by Billy Collins”

Cold Cabin by David Bachner

Cold Cabin by David Bachner The Maine winter set in. Up until then, we would find isolated places outdoors to make love, our two sleeping bags zipped together. But when it got too cold for that our options were limited: neither of us had a car; all of our friends lived in dorms, like us;Continue reading “Cold Cabin by David Bachner”