Tag Archives: Poetry
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There’s no answer to the way the body remembers
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by Peter Grandbois The pain in your hip dipping like a swallow over the grass The ache in your …
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Notes on the Poetry Selections
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The gerund moving and the infinitive to move have different connotations. Moving conjures a range of pathos, from how-exciting-it-is-to-be-getting-out-of-here! or to-someplace-new! …
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Estrogen Gives and Estrogen Takes
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by Megan Lim I The winter is greying upon us, prying its way in. We pray for snow, for …
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Cuts
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by Cate McGowan Today, I fashion a scarf from your seven braids, weave a coverlet of sorrows. The warp: …
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Falling Is the Deadest Thing (a cento)
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by Cate McGowan All day long, we are in love with water. I don’t want to say anything. What …
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(who) (what) (when) (where) (why) template
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by Beth Gordon china cupboard mouse/attic mockingbird the changing light ignored/the nearest star swallowed/the furthest star impaled/ (confront the …
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Portrait of a Young Man, 1919
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by Lane Fields John walked back from the dock, hands stuffed in his jacket, pistol & medal of the …
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Wisps
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by Suchita Hariharan Remember: curling up next to your grandmother on humid summer nights eyes fixed on the whirring …
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Notes on the Poetry Selections
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As I write this letter, it is humid in North Carolina, even in Asheville. In other parts of the state …
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La Zenia
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by Ross Thompson Late evening, and swimmers are bathing in sepia waves, braving the breakers of Mediterranean water, warm …
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