Biopoems, that chair again, Gertrude Stein and the creative process
I’ll never forget my first writing class at the University of Victoria. I was the oldest and probably the keenest student in the class. Like a…
I’ll never forget my first writing class at the University of Victoria. I was the oldest and probably the keenest student in the class. Like a…
The photograph above is one of five that will be posted, one each Wednesday during April 2014, in commatology’s April poetry challenge as…
I’m learning a lot this national poetry month. I didn’t know until this morning, for example, that the long poem is a specific literary genre. According…
The photograph above is one of five that will be posted, one each Wednesday during April 2014, in commatology’s April poetry challenge as part…
Spring has sprung, the grass has riz, The birds are singing in the trees. So goes the only poem I ever heard my dad recite. And…