Mary Oliver

PEACE by Carol Pearce Bjorlie, Rapid River Magazine Poetry Editor/Columnist – My husband and I celebrated our anniversary by spending a night at the Sourwood Inn. It’s way up a crazy high mountain. The driveway is precipitous. The visit was worth it. This is what I call sanctuary. No T.Vs.Continue Reading

Writing Home by Carol Pearce Bjorlie, Rapid River Magazine Poetry Editor/Columnist Dear reader, this is a letter. I hear they’re “old hat.” I am a letter writer. I write my god-daughter, Mingli, my nieces in California and Colorado, son in Texas, sister in Richmond, and grandson in Swannanoa. Sometimes theyContinue Reading

Fingerprints by Carol Pearce Bjorlie, Rapid River Magazine Poetry Editor/Columnist “Writers need to understand the distinction between wanting to be published and what they really want. Publication is a means to an end. And the end is being read.” ~ Jennifer Noel, from Poets and Writers magazine, March/April 2015 WhenContinue Reading

The Poets Voice: August 2014 by Carol Pearce Bjorlie, Rapid River Magazine Poetry Editor/Columnist My husband and I just returned from a visit to West Texas. I am grateful for Mary Oliver’s ‘wild and precious’ world. Yes, it exists in Texas. Our days were wind-dizzy; road side cactus prevalent. FlatContinue Reading

Not a Book Report by Carol Pearce Bjorlie, Rapid River Magazine Poetry Editor/Columnist My bookcase has two shelves of books by single poets, (Akmatova – Zonatelli), one shelf of anthologies, two shelves of resources, one of biographies, and a shelf of children’s poetry. There are six other large bookcases inContinue Reading

by Carol Pearce Bjorlie, Rapid River Poetry Editor/Columnist See If You Can Stop A poet thrust his poems into Robert Frost’s hands. “Mr. Frost, should I go on writing?” Frost replied, “Well, see if you can stop.” During August I came upon/was gifted/surprised by the work of some poets youContinue Reading

by Carol Pearce Bjorlie, Rapid River Poetry Editor/Columnist What an outrageous spring! I find myself walking around waving at mountains quoting e.e. cummings, “i thank you, god, for most this amazing day/for the leaping greenly spirit of trees,/ and a the blue true dream of sky,” and so on. IContinue Reading