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“The Day Lady Died” By: Frank O’Hara

I want to talk a little about the poem, “The Day Lady Died,” by Frank O’Hara. I just think this poem is so magnificent in its ability to bring us into an ordinary, seemingly unimportant and busy day in New … Continue reading

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Writing with Music

I love writing to the sounds of music… it can take my thoughts elsewhere, and change perceptions, which is what we as writers must do from time to time… The band Real Estate is GREAT to listen to while writing! … Continue reading

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Something Strange (Creative Writing)

This is what it feels like to be awake at 330, in my bed, and in the quiet, and in my head. I think, though I don’t enjoy thinking, but I must because if I stop contemplating my reason for … Continue reading

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“In A Station of the Metro” Ezra Pound

When I first read this poem in school, A few years ago, I didn’t understand. What makes this great writing, and what importance lies with in it’s few words? “The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a … Continue reading

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A Moment (Creative Writing)

Sitting on the old wooden bench outside of the English building, I watch the leaves that sit, scattered around me; brown and yellow and burnt in the cold of this five o’clock hour. There aren’t many others around. But there’s … Continue reading

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In the Backyard of My Childhood Home (Creative Writing)

And with only that, I am there again, in the back yard of my childhood home, in the suburbs, and in the summer heat, where I walk and I stare and I notice the trees, and how the insects hang … Continue reading

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“The Forms of Love” George Oppen

Ok, so I think this poem, “The Forms Of Love” by George Oppen is so oddly beautiful because, in part, of its simplicity. Oppen was part of a literary movement known as the Objectivists, who were influenced greatly by the … Continue reading

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“You Fit Into Me” Margaret Atwood

OK, so this tiny, and amazing little poem is the one that helped me to realize how much power and emotion is hidden within the written language. And we are meant to uncover it! I first read this poem when … Continue reading

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“When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer” Walt Whitman

When I heard the learn’d astronomer, When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me, When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them, When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured … Continue reading

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“In That Other Fantasy Where We Live Forever” Wanda Coleman

I was a TA for a general education English glass in school, and this poem was assigned on one of the first days of class. It was so funny, because the students immediately decided that poetry was irrelevant, and that … Continue reading

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