The Life for Me

Have I mentioned how great AWP’s Writer to Writer Mentorship Program is? If you’re a writer, you owe to yourself to learn more about it: bit.ly/AWPw2w.  #AWPW2W  #awpmentorship   Poet’s Life There was talk about submission fees journals     online vs. print contests and publication $25    7 hours of work. Unspoken was the years in … Continue reading The Life for Me

Cento for Your Thoughts

I’ve been on a poetry book buying/reading jag in the last year. A long overdue occurrence. I’ve also been on a form poetry writing jag. So far, the forms have been - pantoum, elegy, aubade, haiku, tanka, monostich, free verse, golden shovel, and tonight’s form, cento.     Bone Cento from Bone by Yrsa Daley-Ward … Continue reading Cento for Your Thoughts

I Never Knew I Liked

Forms. I’ve run away from poetic forms because they seemed too...structured? I don’t know. Whatever the reason, poetic forms made/make me feel insecure. But. I must’ve  (insert any number of cliches about change here) because I’m all for trying a new form or two now. Tonight, I try the golden shovel. My proto-version at least. … Continue reading I Never Knew I Liked

These Days

Today I re-watched the documentary, Becoming Cary Grant. Grant had a life filled with abandonment and adoration. At one point, he underwent therapy, LSD therapy, to help resolve his inner estrangement. For him, the drug’s effect of dissolving boundaries unlocked much of what he’d hidden even from himself. I’m sure if I’d ever tried something … Continue reading These Days