Gibson, Margaret 1997
with Tom Andrews
I rub the dark hollow of the bowl
with garlic, near to the fire enough
so that fire reflects on the wood,
a reverie that holds emptiness
in high regard…
– Margaret Gibson, “Making Salad”
Listen to Margaret Gibson’s Poetry Center reading:
Read this interview with Margaret Gibson from The Georgia Review:
“We’re really verbs”: An Interview with Margaret Gibson
Assistant to the editors Thibault Raoult speaks with Margaret Gibson about emerging from a long poetic silence with her latest book, Broken Cup (LSU Press, 2014). ***** Thibault Raoult: Upon first encounter with your new book Broken Cup, I’m taken back to Donald Hall’s Without -his poetic confrontation with the death of his poet wife Jane Kenyon.
I know what winter is, today
at least, out here
walking the ridge of quiet trees,
heavyhearted and close to
mistaking for grief this snow
on my eyelid. But enough–
– Margaret Gibson, “Earth Elegy”
Watch Margaret Gibson read some of her poetry:
Guilford Poets Guild Presents Margaret Gibson
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