Maybe the soul is only a small place on the body –Larry Levis And maybe not. Maybe the invisible filament that flickers in the idea of the soul is the soul. Some hummingbird of the universal mind– brightly colored, precise and infinitely quick. And dull. It shouldn’t be, in any case, as intimate as say, […]
Because words dazzle in the dizzy light of things and the soul is like an animal–hunted and slow– this buffalo walks through me every night as if I was some kind of prairie and hunkers against the cold dark, snorting under the stars while the fog of its breathing rises in the air, and it […]
In the golden spruce front of a violin, there in the alternating lines of dark and light like sometimes the rain or rays of the sun fall down, you can see as […]
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Steve Scafidi, author of Sparks from a Nine-Pound Hammer (LSU, 2001), with advice to young writers
Steve Scafidi, author of Sparks from a Nine-Pound Hammer (LSU, 2001), on his poem The Bee of Was
Steve Scafidi at the Fishouse, Pittston, Maine, September 2005. Steve Scafidi is the author of Sparks from a Nine-Pound Hammer (2001) and For Love of Common Words (2006), both from Louisiana State University Press. He works as a cabinetmaker and lives with his family in West Virginia.