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Everyone Has an Old Neighborhood They Drift Back to in Dreams They called me Spike, and not because of my hair. Everyone knew I was trying h
Two new prose poems at diode! âš
Click on over for seven new poems from March featured poet, Mary Biddinger! www.ADozenNothing.com
New prose poems this month at A Dozen Nothing!Â
from "Department of Elegy" published by Black Lawrence Press
Profuse gratitude to Poetry Daily for featuring a poem from Dept of Elegy today!Â
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Todayâs poem is Your Damage by Mary Biddinger.
Book Review by Katy Haas. Iâve had Mary Biddingerâs Partial Genius on my âto-readâ shelf of my bookcase for two years now. While participating in this yearâs Sealy Challengeâreading 31 books of poetry in 31 daysâI finally was able to sit down and read it (and reread it). In these prose poems, Biddingerâs voice is [âŠ]
About once a week, I do some of my pre-writing ritualsâstretch, light candles, take a bubble bath, read a favorite poem for inspirationâand then when Iâm relaxed and swathed in blankets, I hope an idea arrives.
About once a week, I do some of my pre-writing ritualsâstretch, light candles, take a bubble bath, read a favorite poem for inspirationâand then when Iâm relaxed and swathed in blankets, I hope an idea arrives.
Official sountrack to accompany the poetry collection PARTIAL GENIUS by Mary Biddinger (Black Lawrence Press, August 2019).
RIP Paul Otremba
CONSTELLATION
Itâs the space between them we can count on, more constant than the light we claim our fortunes by, and because weâve proved this janky wooden plank in the argument we can proceed another premise, one bodyâs-length farther along the surface. You could bet your hemlock on it, or the next timid step across the fogged-up mirror of the iced-over lake. The state is ill; therefore, I am ill. Hippocrates thought of the crab because of its legs reaching out like tendrils, like gossipâs sideways whispering through the crowd of swollen flesh.
Then leaving my surgeonâs office I had to step over the splayed fingers of a spidering slick of oil in the parking lot, which I tried to read like the lines in my palm. My dreams, too, have become nebulous, intense, and frequent, and just after waking they take on the blankness of the bayouâs face when the stars black out behind clouds. Itâs like a joke from some low-grade and obvious comedyâhow do you not get out of the way of an oncoming steamroller?
I am learning the difference between urgency and importance. Although, they often meet at the more accusatory places. To the monarch butterfly breaking loose of her chrysalis, the twitter of the state is urgent. The icy-blue eye of the flipped-over iceberg has been here long enough to know whatâs important. I place my hand against the window and Iâm met by the darkâs aged coolness. The light passing through me in many strands from the cluster of bees set in the night sky happened so fast and so many years ago, there wasnât even a thought of me being born.
âPaul Otremba
She wanted to taste the fire inside the corn,
New poem at POETRY! #poetrylives #newpoems
Mary Biddinger is the author of six full-length poetry collections, including Small Enterprise and Partial Genius, both with Black Lawrence Press. She teaches literature and creative writing at The University of Akron and NEOMFA program, and edits the Akron Series in Poetry for The University of Akron Press. Poems have recently appeared or are coming soonâŠ
Loved doing this interview with Erica Bernheim for The Adroit Journal. Such great questions! #poetrylives #partialgenius #adroitjournalÂ
The Slimness of Our Chances The delicate status of our couches. The easily offended elbows of favorite sweaters. A sudden note that reminds you of fifteen years ago. Hovering in the first snow outside Hawkeyeâs. Lost like a bus in fog. Lost but still dance-ready. Tryi
Two new poems in COURT GREEN! Thanks for taking a look. #poetrylives #newpoems #courtgreen #partialgeniusÂ
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Fluorite - Okorusu Mine, Otjiwarongo District, Namibia
âOne of my goals as a writer from a rural place is not to be nostalgic for âsimpler times,â which they certainly were not. The past was no kinder than the present, and usually less so. Iâm on board with all the arguments about the access the Internet affords. The activism. Screens are changing the way we see and where we look. How we inhabit our bodies. The nature of the imagination. Our relationship with the sentence. Thereâs no undoing it, so we must do it, until the next thing comes, and the no-thing after that.â
â Diane Seuss, in Mikko Harveyâs âImpaled on Pleasure and Shame: A Q&A With Poet Diane Seussââread the rest at pw.org!
âThe sentimental view of art is that it sustains connection, and sometimes it does. It also defies connection. The intimacies between art and onlooker can beâwellâas illusory as those between lovers.â
â Diane Seuss, in Mikko Harveyâs âImpaled on Pleasure and Shame: A Q&A With Poet Diane Seussââread the rest at pw.org!
the garden collection // colors organized neatly
emily blincoe (prints here)
august 2013