blog archive: 02 2012
By Philip Gerard
Photographs by Robin Vincent.
Nobody reads poetry anymore, they say. But I do.
And I listen to poetry, too. Why? It's simple—Great stuff usually is.
Picture this: Interstate 80, nighttime, winter, a dozen days before Christmas, snowing like the end of the world. I'm coming down from Chicago toward Connecticut, been driving for eight hours, across Indiana and into Ohio, hoping to get way beyond Cleveland for the…continue reading