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| Nov. 1, 2011 |
Amy Lowell, here’s another view of the color yellow, and it’s not entirely different from your take, posted here the other day. There’s too much of yellow; it eats things.
Ladies, damsels, women, broads, chicklets, has your beloved recently called you a stain? An excess? A smear? A saffron spoiler of all the colors of the world? If your rake and rambling man, your very own hunkadoobie did call you such things—accused you—did you dig it? Would this poem work for you? On you?
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Nov. 16, 201
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Wannabe poets, have you tried writing a three line poem interrupted by a 14-line parenthesis of emphasis, a bracket of great force, vigor, torque? Did it work?
William Carlos Williams, how does one decided when a fairly ordinary word, like “heavily,” deserves to be its own line?
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| Nov. 16, 2011 |
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| Nov. 16, 2011 |
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| Nov. 16, 2011 |
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