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For whatever reason, I’ve been writing poetry lately.
I’m finding it a good way to work stuff out of my head and also to limber up the writing muscles before I hit the prose.
Crap at finding
The exceedingly redoutable Meg Vann interviews John Tranter at Speakeasy http://blog.awmonline.com.au/2009/06/23/lit-mag-6-next-time-youll-have-to-kill-more-chickens/
Anne Sexton, “Words”
Be careful of words,
even the miraculous ones.
For the miraculous ones we do our best,
sometimes they swarm like insects
and leave not a sting but a kiss.
They can be good as fingers.
They can be trusty as the rock
you stick your bottom on.
But they can be both daisies and bruises.
Yet I am in love with words.
They are doves falling out of