Tag: Helen Wickes

Vermeer's Jacket Wouldn’t you love to crawl inside that luscious gold? To wrap yourself inside the satiny, charmeuse, rustling raiment, ...

  FROM THE PORTHOLE   To be in the world as on a ship: to attend to the wellbeing of ...

CALLING FOR HELP   It’s a shame you can’t outlaw language or license the users. Sometimes you can choke on ...

TO THE SOUTH OF THINGS   In silence we return to where the sea, in winter, has the dirty colors ...

  MELVILLIAN, ONWARD   From San Diego east and up to Alpine Stubbs has groused at length about his too-tender ...

    Get ready for the next wonderful poetry anthology from Sixteen Rivers Press—America, I Call Your Name: Poems of ...

  NARRATION   He hollered She slapped He chose back of the hand She found the horse whip I visited ...

Translated from the Italian poetry collection "La grazia di casa mia", Rediviva 2013, by Donald Stang and Helen Wickes, reviewed ...

Poems translated by Helen Wickes and Donald Stang, based on Giuseppe Villella's original  translation for the Canadian edition of To ...