Class, as we gather together to discuss the oeuvre of the American poet Kobe Bryant, let us resist the temptation to confuse the deteriorating quality of the jump shot with the verse of the Kobe canon ...

"Here I go: 'Florida beat duke a few weeks ago,' " my grandma Audrey Versteeg begins. " 'But this week the Dukies kind of stole the show.' " She's reading one of many poems she wrote trash-talking ...

Poetry doesn’t rhyme anymore, and the people demand an explanation. There should have been a press release. Or a public referendum. For many of us, a non-rhyming poem resembles a non-alcoholic beer: ...

It’s after school, and Mom’s looking for you. She probably knows where to find you, though, because wherever there’s a pick-up game, that’s where you are. Your whole family knows that you live for ...

Well, this is rich. Or, I should say, riche. It seems I am a master poet / Though no one knew I was a poet. Here’s the story: A few months ago I received several junk e-mail solicitations for an ...