He relapsed. We were in love. He had a beautiful face, and he was a boogie board champion when he was young. We fell for each other in a parking lot on St. Augustine beach, and I accidentally threw tampons from my open purse at him. I asked him for the key back, and everything and everyone went dark for a while. I think that was the last time I was in love. No, that is not true. Laura Minor on "Recidivism" |
|
|
National Book Critics Circle Announces Finalists
Finalists in poetry for the publishing year 2022 awards include Mosab Abu Toha for Things You May Find Hidden in My Ear, Cynthia Cruz for Hotel Oblivion, David Hernandez for Hello I Must be Going, Paul Hlava Ceballos for banana [ ], and Bernadette Mayer for Milkweed Smithereens. In addition, Joy Harjo was awarded the Ivan Sandrof Lifetime Achievement Award.
via NATIONAL BOOK CRITICS CIRCLE |
|
|
What Sparks Poetry:
Nik De Dominic on Teaching Poetry inside Prisons
"I ask students to define a community they’re members of and to list all the language that’s particular to that community and then write litanies, long poetic lists. Students often draw from previous lives. Jobs. Or from the prison itself. The prison then becomes an object of study, the student’s place within it, and through this study, the prison is a site for critique. This is not to say that students aren’t already critiquing prison; it’s that now that critique has value in this space, the classroom." |
|
|
|
|
|
|
