At Rancho Santa Ana,
you can hear the sea
and the loneliest sound in the world--
a metal gate, creaking in the wind.
Rancho Santa Ana, Bahia San Juanico, Baja California Sur
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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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