Titles are usually a struggle for me but "Little Infinities" came to me right at the start and, after that, coming up with examples was so much fun I felt I could keep going and going—another little infinity! That I was actually writing about the opposite—about the briefness of time/life—didn’t hit me until I was halfway in.
Fay Dillof on "Little Infinities" |
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"Short Conversations with Poets: Jorie Graham"
"A poem is alive; it uses you to get itself written, spoken, to get its wisdom to cross from the unknown into the known. From the not-yet-experienced, into experience. And its primary current, to do all this, is formal—which involves syntax, rhythm, stanza, line, enjambment, rhyme-likeness, silence. At any rate, form is the locus of music, which is that other face of the mystery: what moves, what persuades, what makes an idea be felt, a sensation feel true, a discovery feel like a revelation—"
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What Sparks Poetry:
Laila Malik on "the organic properties of sand"
"In the petroleum economies of al Khaleej (as elsewhere), there exist micro-universes of so-called expats, a blossoming confusion of recent arrivals and longstanding, multi-generational clans, the newly affluent and then those others who live at the porous boundaries of the less desirable micro-universe of outsiders, migrant workers." |
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| Write with Poetry Daily This April, to celebrate National Poetry Month, we'll share popular writing prompts from our "What Sparks Poetry" essay series each morning. Write along with us! The word farolita refers to a small lantern in Spanish, while farolito refers to luminaria, the Christmas lanterns consisting of a candle or votive placed inside a paper bag with sand. Compose a poem that follows the motions of light emanating from a small source, animate or inanimate: a firefly, a reading lamp, a night light, or algae, for instance. In the poem, connect the source of light to a human relationship and explore the valences of this-that-or-the-other. How are we connected, you and I? What light shines through us? Karen An-hwei Lee |
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