Workshop with Cornelius Eady

I am so stoked for June 1st to come! I was accepted into an advanced poetry workshop with Cornelius Eady. I read his book Brutal Imagination twice, just because it was so powerful. The workshop is at the 92nd Street Y and meets for four sessions at 3 hours each. It will be nice to be in a workshop again and this time, I may actually have the opportunity of meeting up with workshop participants outside of class since we’ll all be New Yorkers.

Here is a poem by Cornelius Eady, courtesy of Blackbird:

Hardheaded Weather

These leaves which have yellowed and are aloft
Or waving like bright hands at their stems as I drive my
Small red car under this raw and whipped
November sky.

And the wag of the bare branch,
The argument between the wind
And what the wind desires to push,

The sleet, the hardheaded weather,
This landscape, curling toward sleep.

A year has passed since you died, and you died, and you.
I steer towards my house upstate.

Friends, who ever thought
That I’d own doors you won’t open,
Floors never to carry your tread?

My CD player does its random shuffle,
A traditional folk song rumbles the glass,
And I think of Whitman, nursing his wounded boys
At the military hospital, his poetic romance of death
Now a kid’s thready breath he can’t repair, or a young hand he grips
Until all the possibility in it lays cold.

Here is my middle-aged throat, singing along as I drive,
Singing to you.

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