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  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: he woke this morning into yellow [Hannah]

    Ah. And I must echo Navita. She, with her usual characteristic clarity of language, pointed out what I like about these NaPo poems: How do you DO it? These are ...

    Apr 12, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: Navita's NaPo Poems

    Fantaisie-Impromptu -- This is it, this is the trembling bridge between blackness and light floating through my fingers folded, it is the hoof-step beat that threatens sleep and wake to ...

    Apr 12, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: Clo takes a hack at hack poetry.... hack [Clo's clumsy NaPo]

    The Question of Carriage -- First off, love the title. I've always liked the word carriage, especially in the way you're using it here. The poem itself was interesting...I like ...

    Apr 11, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: tiepolo's hound -- Kylan's NaPoWriMo Thread

    april 10 for the song of the righteous is a prayer unto me you flour your hands daintily before kneading the dough, the talcum grind between your palms, streaks of ...

    Apr 10, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: tiepolo's hound -- Kylan's NaPoWriMo Thread

    april 9 tb, again her eyelids translucent as white lies, among the olfactory of summer roses she sits in her wheelchair and the maid holds the parasol over her head, ...

    Apr 10, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: tiepolo's hound -- Kylan's NaPoWriMo Thread

    Navita >> You should never tone down your critiques, Navita -- they're perfect. I am left feeling flattered, yet chastened, and above all, I want to go out and write ...

    Apr 10, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: Navita's NaPo Poems

    So. Where have you been all my life? Your April 8th poems are great. Your style is so fresh and punchy, and yet, you never let your voice overcome the ...

    Apr 9, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: tiepolo's hound -- Kylan's NaPoWriMo Thread

    april 8 judas stars from the equator of your belly, i trace the cancers and meridians of your skin, all the way up to your sternum, pushing through the arctic ...

    Apr 9, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: tiepolo's hound -- Kylan's NaPoWriMo Thread

    So, as my writing computer just died, I've been relocated to a brave new laptop for the remainder of NaPoWriMo. I'm quirky in that it's hard for me to write ...

    Apr 8, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: Navita's NaPo Poems

    I like it. It's quirky, but it retains its poeticism. Part 1 didn't do a very good job grabbing me -- your geometrical love was rather two-dimensional. But part 2 ...

    Apr 7, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: he woke this morning into yellow [Hannah]

    Your first April 4th is lovely. A wonderful poem. Perhaps a little on the dry side, but your closing stanza is magnificent. I also like the title. You second April ...

    Apr 7, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: tiepolo's hound -- Kylan's NaPoWriMo Thread

    haha, thanks Hannah. Did you like it at all? And Clo, I'll get around to it. I promise. -- april 6 your iron hymn “your house sang softly of balance, ...

    Apr 7, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: tiepolo's hound -- Kylan's NaPoWriMo Thread

    thank you for your advice! -- april 5 o pioneer the clouds sudsing and ample, like washerwomen, bolts of paddled wool against the tin-blue sky and beneath them the covered ...

    Apr 6, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: Pen's NaPo Thread

    #4 is good, though I think you could have done better with the love-me-insert-color-here segment. The idea is wonderful -- it's just that the execution is a little cliche. I ...

    Apr 5, 2010
  • NaPoWriMo Archives Re: With No Chances

    Interesting installment. "Once-summer boy" is nice. I want to like "windows to the soul should have shutters", and I might, but it feels like it's been done before. Nix the ...

    Apr 5, 2010


"In my contact with people I find that, as a rule, it is only the little, narrow people who live for themselves, who never read good books, who do not travel, who never open up their souls in a way to permit them to come into contact with other souls -- with the great outside world."
— Booker T. Washington, Up From Slavery