Words by Winter
Episodes
160 episodes
Poetry in the public domain, with William Wordsworth
Are you, like me, unfamiliar with some of the most hallowed poetry names in the English-speaking world? Fear not, for my trusty co-host Paco and I are here with a poem by William Wordsworth. Words by Winter: Conversations, re...
Love Poem to Taco Bell, by Rebecca Bornstein
Is there a fast food place, or a road trip place, that you think of with love and fondness and maybe a little nostalgia? Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the passages of life. Because it’s rough ou...
Poetry in the public domain, with Edward Powys Mathers
These six love songs, in the form of little poems, enchant me with their freedom and flights of fancy. Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the passages of life. Because it’s rough out there, and we ha...
In Praise of Mystery, by Ada Limón
Do you ever look up on a dark night and wonder what's beyond? Beyond the even lines of Starlink satellites marching their way across the sky, beyond the planes arcing from coast to coast, beyond the stars and the moons? Words by ...
Poetry in the public domain, by Robert Graves
When I read this poem I thought of the military vets I know, and the invisible/visible scars they carry with them through life. Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the passages of life. Because it’s r...
When Bert Sends Me an Mp4, by Rosemerry Wahtola Trommer
It's my birthday today, my first without my mother, and even though it's ridiculous to feel like an orphan at my advanced age, that's how I feel. This poem feels like just the right one for today. Words by Winter: Conversati...
Tomatoes, with Katrina Vandenberg
Remember a ritual you did, daily even, in the wake of a loss? A ritual you might not have realized was a way to get you through to the other side? Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the passages ...
Poetry in the public domain, with ee cummings
I've loved ee cummings my entire life, and never once saw his formal name-Edward Estlin Cummings--spelled out in his byline. Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the passages of life. Because it’s ...
Poem, with Langston Hughes
Do you ever picture the faces of the people you most love, and feel a kind of ease and comfort wash through you? Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the passages of life. Because it’s rough out there,...
Famous, with Naomi Shihab Nye
What would you most like to be known for? If a single word could be engraved on your headstone that would describe you, what would that word be?Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the passages of life....
Poetry in the public domain, with H.D.
In which I contemplate, with H.D.'s help, how the incredibly long-lasting vase of flowerish plants on my table makes me think of hands, reaching up out of the sea. Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about ...
Our Other Sister, by Jeffrey Harrison
Have any of you ever done something or said something that just...flew out of your mouth, or out of your hand, and changed your or someone else's life forever? I've been haunted by this poem for many years now. Words by Winte...
Questionnaire, with Alison McGhee
The Twin Cities are currently under assault by our federal government. The strength and resolve and steadfast by Twin Citians is an astonishing thing to witness. Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems abou...
Claim, with Kasey Jueds
Have any of you ever been pulled back from the brink by a person or animal who loved you? I have. Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the passages of life. Because it’s rough out there, and we hav...
Poetry in the public domain, with Sara Teasdale
Anyone else find themselves, despite all the goodness and wonder in their life, wanting more? This is when I have to stop, and return to the breath of gratitude. Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems...
Cold Solace, with Anna Belle Kaufman
We're back after an unexpected hiatus to take care of a beloved family member. Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the passages of life. Because it’s rough out there, and we have to help each othe...
Nine-Eleven, with Charlotte Parsons
It's been a long time, friends. Six months, to be precise. But we're back and we intend to keep coming back. Take heart. We're all in this together. Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the passages ...
Poetry in the public domain, with Edward Thomas
Anyone else out there haunted by the calls of owls, coyotes, wolves, in the middle of the night? Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the passages of life. Because it’s rough out there, and we have t...
Refusal to Mourn, with Andrea Cohen
My dog hides nothing: his love, his pain, his hunger, his tiredness. As a result, he tends to get what he wants and needs. I am not like my dog. Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the passages of li...
Poetry in the public domain, with Marion Strobel
Little things. Tiny things. Things to hold gently. Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the passages of life. Because it’s rough out there, and we have to help each other through.Original theme mus...
Jesus at the Gay Bar, with Jay Hulme
So much pain in life, the kind of pain inflicted by humans upon each other because of differing theologies, feels unnecessary to me. Can't we all be who we are?Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the pass...
Poetry in the public domain, with Piyassili of Assyria, 1218 BC
It's a beautiful thing, how a poem written more than three thousand years ago can come shimmering up through the ages, an arrow to the heart. Words by Winter: Conversations, reflections, and poems about the passages of life...
We Three Kings, with Dante Di Stefano
Years go by and you live through so many things that don’t turn out as you hope, and you know this will keep on happening. The flip side of this is a kind of gratitude I could not have felt when I was younger, a combination of telescope and mic...