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Sandra Beasley, Guest Blogger May 2 – 8
This week we welcome Sandra Beasley as our guest blogger. Sandra won the 2009 Barnard Women Poets Prize for I Was the Jukebox, selected by Joy Harjo (W.W. Norton, 2010). Her first collection, Theories…
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Reb Livingston Steps Up to the Plate
For the next three months, Reb Livingston, co-editor of No Tell Motel, and herself an estimable poet, will run our Sunday poetry page. She succeeds Robert Hershon of Hanging Loose Press, who did a…
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“Erin Go Braghless” [by Amy Lawless]
From time to time we run a couplet by a poet on a theme that rhymes with the poet's name. From Amy Lawless, here is "Erin Go Braghless": Erin Go Braghlessby Amy Lawless Rubenesque…
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“Switchwork” [by Star Black]
The day is a non-throwaway,the hour a ruby, the locale perishable.Is this the setting you meant by “spring?"Is vision reliable? Or is it a headtrip that needs a walk? Ah, spring,hopscotch chalk, it is…
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Overheard 8th Street & 5th Avenue
He (walking): Fuck. I"d take a triplex penthouse. I would. I'm tellin' you. I would. I would. He: No shit, I'd take a duplex on the fourth floor. Damn. He: I just sayin'. Fuck…
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April 29, 1962, at the White House
April 29, 1962. White House dinner and reception in honor of Nobel Prize winners. Front row: President Kennedy chats with Pearl Buck, while Jackie lends an ear to Robert Frost. Buck's back is turned…
