The Moment

Most people know Margaret Atwood for her prose (who hasn’t heard of The Handmaid’s Tale by now?) but she’s also a magnificent poet. This poem plays with the idea of ownership: creating something of your own seems compelling, but can we really own a piece of land? Not according to Atwood. The world and all … More The Moment

The Light Gatherer

I was first introduced to the poetry of Carol Ann Duffy during my university years. We read Little Red Cap and I was hooked. It was the first time we read witty, modern, female-centred poetry. I loved it. This poem isn’t funny but it is beautiful. It’s an ode to her daughter, the light gatherer … More The Light Gatherer

May Night

May is here! That means nature is in full-on spring mode: blossoms in the orchards, the first leaves on trees and flowers carefully blooming. Such beauty asks for a May poem. I’ll be honest, I didn’t know Sara Teasdale that well (I only posted one other poem by her before). She’s an American lyric poet … More May Night