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Thanks Laura; I'd love to see your experiments.
Assignment 4 — Shannon Holman
Every time I go to Myanmar*, my first stop is the Yangon book market, which consists of several "shops"—blankets spread on the thronged sidewalk—piled with hundreds of volumes, many of which are tattered English primers dating from the days of colonial rule. In the same way that a conversa...
Yes, I recall you once unleashed a strike-through on an an entire poem of mine save the title and the last line--and it was much the better for it.
Assignment 2 — Shannon Holman
Selection is a form of invention. For today's assignment, make like a gambler: Shuffle Up and Deal. Why spent thousands on seminars, self-help books, and therapy to help you deal with the crippling, quotidian fear of the blank page, when you can simply whip out a pair of sharp scissors, spend a...
Assignment 2 — Shannon Holman
Posted May 10, 2011 at The Best American Poetry
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What an amazing anthologette--thanks for introducing me me Kathryn Cowles and Vera Pavlova.
Danielle Pafunda would fit in nicely with this set.
Something Understood - Rebecca Lindenberg
For today, some poems by just a tiny few of the contemporary lady poets whose work I really enjoy and by whom I feel both influenced and bettered. Interview by Kathryn Cowles, from Eleanor, Eleanor, Not Your Real Name Interviewer: I'm going to ask you a question. There is a right answer, and I'...
You've reminded me of so much: how it was to go to my sister's house to pick out the clothes for her casket and see the outline of her body on the bed-covers she'd neglected to smooth that morning; a little rabbit I once had who'd nestle in the hollow of my neck and thump his panicky heart, until he was accidentally drowned by an eyedropper of milk; another rabbit who survived long enough to outgrow us, was released, and for years after would come back at dusk to watch us from the limn between the wild and the yard; and a poem Debbie sent me the other day, which I'll send you by email.
On Death and Bodies
Two nights ago I set an alarm to go off every three hours and dragged myself out of bed to try and force feed my tiny pet rabbit. His name was Peter, and he had pneumonia, and not much of a chance of making it through the night. At two I held his skinny body close to mine and knew he was worse...
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