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Sharing what we know about poetry markets. Welcome, fellow poets! Posted by Rosie Sandler. Happy writing! Posted in Creative writing. Poetry reference; poetry; advice; community.
Loss sleeps on the lawn, curls. On the wicker chair, creeps. Scatters a buttercup path,. White clematis drowse, droop. Silvers the patio with trails,. Published in Poetry Salzburg Review.
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April 17, 2015. 8220;Poetry is very hard to translate because no poem means just one thing. In this workshop, led by Anne Boileau, we will talk about poetry translation. Why do it? How to do it? Should one be faithful or simply try to capture the essence? How far can one replicate not only the meaning but also the sound, taste, form of the original? NO KNOWLEDGE OF EITHER LANGUAGE IS NECESSARY ALL WELCOME! April 7, 2015. Some Kind of Poetry Thing. The Poets Resource. Writing Poetry for Beginners.PARSED CONTENT
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Saturday, November 8, 2014. Can we ever really expect World Peace? Being a Christian, I subscribe to the thinking that true World Peace will only come when Christ returns, as promised in the Holy Bible. We all want peace, right? Tuesday, October 28, 2014.
Sunday, 1 June 2008. Out walking in the frozen swamp one gray dayI paused and said,. I will turn back from here. The hard snow held me, save where now and then. The view was all in lines. Straight up and down of tail slim trees. Too much alike to mark or name a place by. So as to say for certain I was here. A small bird flew before me. And the pile somewhat sunken.