I love the challenge of short forms. In long poems, the reader is content to wait for something to happen. In short ones, something must happen now.
Eric Rensberger spent his early years in northern Indiana. Since 1979, he has been a somewhat unpredictable fixture of the Bloomington poetry scene. He has been published in numerous journals and anthologies, and his collected works may be found at ericrensbergerpoetry.net.
On this edition of the Poets Weave, Eric reads a group of short poems:
“Time Sensitive Materials”
“Two Sites Seem Saddest”
“The Four Directions”