Monthly Archives: January 2011

I Believe (Redux)

All writers believe in revising, and all the new bloggers I’ve encountered worry about putting themselves “out there,” so I’m supporting my fellow newbies with a first revision of my post from two days ago–strikeouts and all. I am taking … Continue reading

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I’m Taking the Challenge

On Martin Luther King Day, when I’m only a week from starting another semester of teaching and time is short, I’ve decided to follow Martin Luther King‘s advice not to take a poll to determine what’s right (I’m paraphrasing from … Continue reading

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Post-racial Literature: How Close Are We?

This Martin Luther King Day it seems appropriate to ask how close we are to a truly post-racial literature in America. My students seem to think we live in a post-racial society, but I see it very differently. The more … Continue reading

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Can Poetry Console Us?

In the wake of the tragedy in Tucson, I am left, yet again, pondering the question of if and how poetry can console us in the aftermath of publicly felt violence. I find myself looking for a virtual microphone to … Continue reading

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Women Against Hunger

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Will

Sometimes a group has to decide which direction to take, how to keep the peace and still thrive. The following new poem calls on this type of experience, set in a psychological landscape. Between the ribs a forest dwells not … Continue reading

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Three Thousand Times

The following poem was published in Night-Blooming Cereus and other poems and The Glens Falls Post-Star Three Thousand Times As morning unfurled in noxious plumes, acrid wings enshrouding the throbbing city, we could have sworn a single heart stopped beating. … Continue reading

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