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.

upcoming events

date
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

poem
        Hog Butcher for the World,
        Tool maker, Stacker of Wheat,
        Player with Railroads and the Nation's 
             Freight Handler;
        Stormy, husky, brawling,
        City of the Big Shoulders:

They tell me you are wicked and I believe them, for I have seen your
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
poem

(“and the people live till they have white hair”)
E. M. Price

The dry brown coughing beneath their feet,
(Only for a while, for the handyman is on his way)
These people walk their golden gardens.
We say ourselves fortunate to be driving by today.