Read To Me – Day Four

To The Whore Who Took My Poems, by Charles Bukowski some say we should keep personal remorse from the poem, stay abstract, and there is some reason in this, but jezus; twelve poems gone and I don’t keep carbons and you have my paintings too, my best ones; its stifling: are you trying to crush […]

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Read To Me — Day Three

Introduction to Poetry, by Billy Collins I ask them to take a poem and hold it up to the light like a color slide or press an ear against its hive. I say drop a mouse into a poem and watch him probe his way out, or walk inside the poem’s room and feel the […]

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Read To Me — Day Two

The Balance Wheel, by Anne Sexton Where I waved at the sky And waited your love through a February sleep, I saw birds swinging in, watched them multiply Into a tree, weaving on a branch, cradling a keep In the arms of April sprung from the south to occupy This slow lap of land, like […]

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Read to Me — A Poem A Day — Day One

April Rain Song, by Langston Hughes Let the rain kiss you Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops Let the rain sing you a lullaby The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk The rain makes running pools in the gutter The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof […]

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Brigit’s Flame Updates

Entries for the final March topic, The Devil I Have Not Met, are due by 11 p.m. EST tonight! Part 1 of my own reworked story entitled the same is here. Constructive criticism, or just acknowledgment that you have read, is appreciated! And, in newer news, there is an Artists & Writers Contest in effect for […]

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