Illinois

On December 11, 2003, Illinois Governor Rod Blagojevich named Kevin Stein the state’s fourth poet laureate, following Howard Austin, Carl Sandburg, and Gwendolyn Brooks. Stein has published eight poetry collections and chapbooks, three scholarly books, and two poetry anthologies.

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Sep 21 2017
Poetry Workshop: Odes

All experience levels are welcome to a discussion and creative workshop moderated by Poetry Foundation library coordinator Maggie Queeney. In September, we will explore the ode, a lyric poem of address, praise, and celebration of a person, place, thing, or idea. After reading a wide range of poems, participants will be guided through composing original odes. Materials will be provided, but participants are encouraged to bring texts that relate to a current creative project.

6:00pm
3401 W. Foster Avenue
60625-4808 Chicago, Illinois

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poems

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The market is made of fire so nothing
Stands, or stands—even in the ideal
City of Pullman, I hear “nigga run,”
One child shouting to another in ruins,
Of ruin and so call out in paradise
To the live bloody skeleton hung softly
As summer in each other to escape
This year’s

poem
Chicago Morning

To Philip Guston

Under a red face, black velvet shyness
Milking an emaciated gaffer. God lies down
Here. Rattling of a shot, heard
From the first row. The president of the United States
And the Director of the FBI stand over
a dead mule. "Yes, it is nice to hear the fountain
With
poem
"Give me some light!" cries Hamlet's
uncle midway through the murder
of Gonzago. "Light! Light!" cry scattering
courtesans. Here, as in Denmark,
it's dark at four, and even the moon
shines with only half a heart.

The ornaments go down into the box:
the silver spaniel, My Darling
on its collar, from