Letter from Poetry Magazine

Letter to the Editor

by Neal Whitman

Dear Editor,

Anna Kamienska wrote that “poetry is a foretaste of truth.” Wisdom plus a prediction! I began to highlight the first installment with my yellow marker but soon realized that I was soaking each page. No smoke and mirrors here. She shines a light, but not in our eyes. As she would put it, “Confusion is not creative.” Thank you, Poetry, for this gift, and thank you, Clare Cavanagh, for your translation.

pacific grove, california

Originally Published: September 1, 2010

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This prose originally appeared in the September 2010 issue of Poetry magazine

September 2010
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 Neal  Whitman


Neal Whitman was born in Boston, Massachusetts, and today lives in Pacific Grove, California. Whitman took up writing poetry in 2005 when he was in transition from a long career in medical education, where he had promulgated the reading of poetry as part of learning the art of medicine. Since his retirement from the University of Utah School of Medicine, Whitman has served as an editor and member of the advisory board of Pulse: . . .

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