poetry
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OS v1.0
“How wonderful it was to love something without the compromise of language.” Continue reading
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Say what?
Oh oh. Do you feel it? The centrifugal pull, the center (or “centre”, as Yeats wrote) tearing loose; it all coming apart at the seams? Scattering. That false orderliness? The niceness, and the politeness, loose and limp, pulled to sea in a receding tide? Yes, you must feel it, no? Put up a smile and Continue reading
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Saturday Quote
A pithy description of the creative process. Continue reading
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Needs meat on bones.
“An idea has no meaning until you do something with it.” Continue reading
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Of poets.
I can’t explain things like that….it seems to happen to me a lot. Continue reading
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Robert Pinsky and aspiring to a “new soul”
I know poetry is a new soul waiting to be awakened. Continue reading
...the house I live in... 