“I took her spotted hand in mine as we both looked up into the blue, / and the long honey locust pods rattled high in the honey locust tree.” I happened to be going to lunch in New Canaan, so I taped my poem on a tree in the center of town for all to see.…
Carl Phillips is one America’s most original and influential poets. He was born in Everett Washington in 1959, and moved around frequently as a kid. He earned a BA from Harvard, an MAT from the University of Massachusetts, and an MA in creative writing from Boston University. He taught Latin at several high schools and…
As I was flipping through my 2004 Best American Poetry edition I came across the poem “Chicken” by Kim Addonizio. This poem caught my eye because unlike the other poems in my BAP it wasn’t just a good poem, but it was a great poem. Kim Addonizio takes the frequently used riddle “ why did…
Ever since I can remember, I have always been a very curious child. Why is the sky blue? How do fireflies make light? Do dogs see color or black and white? These are all questions I would constantly ask my mom, hoping she would have an answer that would blow my mind. Most of the…
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