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Monthly Archives: June 2010
An evaluation of the last 10 months
I’ve finished my coursework for my Library Science degree (the MLS).
Posted in Academia, job, moving
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Corresponding Juvenilia: 1993-1995
Poems from 8th and 9th grade– because I think it’s interesting to see how what one reads affects what one writes. During these Junior High years I liked Emily Dickinson, and I numbered my poems, feeling that if the title … Continue reading
My favorite poem in 9th grade
She Had Some Horses by Joy Harjo She had some horses. She had horses who were bodies of sand. She had horses who were maps drawn of blood. She had horses who were skins of ocean water. She had horses … Continue reading
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My favorite poem in 8th grade
This Alice Notley poem, available in Grave of Light, was in our Scholastic reader in 8th grade and I identified strongly with it.
Posted in Childhood, Contemporary Poetry
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My favorite poem in 7th Grade
My rebellion poem, from Carl Sandburg’s Chicago Poems. Via Bartleby. The Red Son I love your faces I saw the many years I drank your milk and filled my mouth With your home talk, slept in your house And was … Continue reading
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Protected: Health updates etc.
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A poem I wrote in 7th Grade
The Callow Heart Inside of anyone you see There is s heart of candle-wax and a slender string That is lighted by trivial fires of orange… So that when A heartbreaking incident Occurs The wick burns crimson and after a … Continue reading
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My favorite poem in 6th Grade
As far as I remember, this was my favorite poem in 6th grade. My grandfather bought me Minou Drouet’s First Poems at a library sale. (Thanks to this blogger for typing it up.) (Academics may cf. Barthes’ “Myth Today”) “Tree … Continue reading
Posted in Childhood, Literature
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Happy Bloomsday!
In the spirit of the Twitter trends #booksthatchangedmylife and #happybloomsday, 217 words that changed my life: INELUCTABLE MODALITY OF THE VISIBLE: AT LEAST THAT IF NO MORE, thought through my eyes. Signatures of all things I am here to read, … Continue reading
Posted in Literature, Modernism, Organic Furniture Cellar
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Reading Lists
The last time I had time to “read for pleasure” was 2005, in the short summer months between finishing my MA and beginning the PhD. I was in Sweden and few books were available there in English, so I worked … Continue reading
Posted in Literature
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I am not here
There are too many things going on in real life (remember “real life”? the one where people have to do things like make money, have families and not write/make poetry all day?) for me to be here. I may be … Continue reading
Protected: Over-tested like a high school kid
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Jessica Smith
