This poem arose from actual walks and cross-country skiing in the Adirondack mountains. What is it to make a mark, whether with boots, skis, snowshoes, a pen, a hoof; what is it to write, to step, to remember or forget to note where you are? The poem vibrates somewhere between self-forgetfulness and self-assertion, between erasure and rescue. Here and elsewhere in my work the poem follows tracks and lines others have laid down—paths others, not necessarily human, have also made and walked. Maureen N. McLane on "Register" |
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"An Interview with Hoa Nguyen" "I deeply believe in creative writing’s ability to rephrase and renew ways of seeing and shaping the function of creative production in social realities....I’m interested in how together we can think, read, practice with the dynamics of the creative mind and in taking part in activated community where one can solicit listening, dialogue, and exchange across barriers to locate forms of solidarity." via THE EX-PURITAN |
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What Sparks Poetry: Jennifer Kronovet on Don Mee Choi's DMZ Colony "'Cruelty and beauty—how do they coexist?' Don Mee Choi asks this question in the middle of her book DMZ Colony. To say that she answers that question is not quite right. What Choi does is harder: she gives us new ways to think it through—she creates a vocabulary, syntax, multiple codes, maps, and sounds so that we can enter specific devastations, see how they weave, like all colonial disasters, backward and forward in time." |
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