Between bites of very-late-night tepid ramen, in an attempt to escape my never-ending internal to-do list, I’ve been reading a lot of Mary Oliver’s poetry. Her work is a comfort object akin to warm milk, and I prefer my belly to be full of it. […]
Writer Commentary: In the spring semester of my sophomore year at Bethany, I was in a class called Reading As Writers Across Media, and in this class, we spent time reading various books, one of which was Mary Oliver’s American Primitive and that is where […]
Like many other young adults, I still hold on to a great many ideals when I think about the way the world should work, especially when it comes to my chosen field of English and literature. As a student, I am constantly becoming more and […]
On November 7-8, the Minnesota State University’s Good Thunder Reading Series hosted St. Paul-born poet Danez Smith. Smith’s most recent book Don’t Call us Dead earned the United Kingdom’s Forward Poetry Prize for Best Collection and also contended in the United States as a finalist […]
The Joy of Stealing Why the hatred of poetry, when its reading and making is like playing a black piano, stealing sugar from the castle, wearing the mask of God. An ancient oriental myth teaches loss of poetry is loss of paradise. Its reading and […]
Madelaine Cordes designed this poster in her Digital Painting class. She is a Graphic Design major and a Junior at Bethany Lutheran College. She has a penchant for fun words (i.e. exacerbate), old things (especially clothing), and books. She loves to read (shocker, she knows, what […]
Against Expectation When I think of a poet, I tend to think of a “hipster.” I think of someone who wears the latest trends of clothing for fashion’s sake. I think of someone who wears a snapback hat with shades and drives an older, beaten-up […]
“What if an entire generation were to reject their central story line?” asks Eula Biss in The Balloonists, a book that is part poetry, part creative essay. Biss draws heavily from her own life in creating this assembly of anecdotes of both her life and […]
Ariadne When you found me I was burdened and laden With secrets and responsibilities: There was a maze and labyrinth And a monster on my mind. You, a thinker, You dared to surmount this maze, This labyrinth that no man Dared attempt before With any […]
Morning is nearing! The sun peeking out over the corn fields light not yet blinding but a picturesque tangerine grapefruit juice spilling onto the dawn. The brisk breeze caressing, its touch brings goosebumps shivers of delight. Its freshness clears the spoiled air yesterday left […]