Hey Basho, I Heard
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Hey Basho, I Heard The old pond was stilluntil you jumped in, Bullfrog—the
green reeds quivered
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Why Visible Poetry
- Karin Cope
- What if we thought of poetry as something visible everywhere? Much of what we call poetry IS blogging, a lyric voice meandering through the sounds and images and movements of the world, trying on sensations and seeking interlocutors. Visible Poetry: Aesthetic Acts in Progress aims at expanding some horizons of this oldest of forms.
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Inspirations
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Short Takes - http://lemonhound.submittable.com/submit/21194
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To Alaska and Back I: Getting underway - It was wonderful to be back in the "land of the big trees;" each evening, after our chores, we walked around the docks or wandered the neighbourhood. One n...
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Lexicon -- An Exhibition of Weavings by Bhakti Ziek - I have a new exhibition up at BigTown Gallery in Rochester, VT from October 26 - November 26, 2016. It is called *Lexicon* and includes new weavings as wel...
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I so love this last one (legerdemain ?) and I also love the way photos 5 & 6 line up. Looking forward to more and more.
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