Jack Gilbert's 'Not Getting Closer' finds a man lost in Seoul at night, debating love versus solitude under a full moon, in spare, haunting lines.

Lying in front of the house all/afternoon, trying to write a poem./Falling asleep./Waking up under the stars. I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can. How astonis...

'The Forgotten Dialect Of The Heart' asks why language fails love. We need amber, archers, cinnamon — words not words — to say what we feel.

Daily writing prompt What strategies do you use to maintain your health and well-being? View all responses Any strategies I’ve had have taken a hiatus this week. I have not been okay. I’ve cried throughout the day, every day. I’ve felt angry, sad, and hopeless. I’ve been wrestling with the fragility of life and the reality that it can be taken in an instant—without reason, without justice, and without warning.