Poets in the Well

Poets in the Well

A Meditation on “Untitled 47” (“Where are the poems I want to write?”)
by Conrad Martin

Notice sometime our fraught relationship with language. Life has pressing mysteries, and words brush past them, sometimes soothing, sometimes rubbing. Expression is our compulsion, but any hope of completing the project is doomed, if not damned. Continue reading . . . “Poets in the Well”