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Last full day here. Still have a few non-poem projects to finish before I go, so it’s a definite work day. Plus packing, plus possible laundry, plus there needs to be a nap, some Gilmore Girls if I’m lucky and productive. It’s not time for a summary or reflection yet, but I’ll show you where
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Although the new manuscript is “finished,” I should clarify that I mean the first draft is “finished,” which means I am almost surely done generating new poems for it. This is how I work: I write and write and write new pieces, or expand the serial poems, over several months. This is the longest I
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Today’s photo is for Helena Handbasket and Helen Back.
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I like to consider the form a poem takes. When I talk about form, I mean more than pattern, which I think is the conventional approach to understanding form. For me, form is everything about the poem: patterns, yes, but also its shape, stanza formations, lineations, the way it appears on the page, etc. I
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Today’s post is for Alison. I’ve been thinking a lot about intention and compulsion. Last night’s post was a low point, a confusion—but not out of the ordinary. I told him, Each day when I wake up, I feel like I have to recommit to doing this, to being a writer. In times of crisis,
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What am I doing with all these poems? Poems, poems, poems. Dumb things. Little toys. If you were to place all of my poems end to end you would probably stop caring. They don’t stop coming. I try to turn it off and sometimes they stay away. Then, something happens, like the tiny click you