
HOWARD FAERSTEIN
Good morning, everyone – and Happy Spring at last, wherever you are (not only you, but actual spring, which we are barely seeing, here in the Northeastern U.S.,where we’ve almost forgotten what the sun looks or feels like. But the leaves are out, some of the flowers are, too, and the last scraps of snow are gone.
Soon it will be Mother’s Day, and I hope you’ll think of poetry then, in your wishes for whichever her or hers you’re honoring.
I didn’t know until recently that I did indeed know Howie Faerstein and his fine poetry and didn’t remember that we had met years ago. But now I do know and am glad, not only to make his acquaintance once again but to share his poems with you.
Howie Faerstein’s first book of poetry, which I highly recommend, was Dreaming of the Rain in Brooklyn (Press 53, 2013). This was followed a few Continue reading Poetry Monday: Howard Faerstein