I was in the mood for some Billy Collins so I went in search of my hero.
I found him at the New York Times, talking to Cheryl Strayed.
He mentioned a poem called "When," by John O'Donnell,
so obviously I now have to share that with you.
So, what was going to be a Billy Collins post is still
a Billy Collins post, but now it's Billy+.
Plus a little heart-wrenching, but that's Poetry Friday in a pandemic.
(The transcript of the interview is here.)
And when this ends we will emerge, shyly
and then all at once, dazed, longhaired as we embrace
loved ones the shadow spared, and weep for those
it gathered in its shroud. A kind of rapture, this longed-for
(Read the rest here.)
Carol Varsalona is hosting the round-up at Beyond LiteracyLink.