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This WordPress.com site is the bee's knees. There’s no ocean in Jozi. There’s no ocean in Jozi. The salt water comes from the tears. From foreigners who grace the streets. Fleeing a home in search of me. Only to be hated for being of that home. There’s no ocean in Jozi. The salt water is from tears. Tears of the children. Whose home is the streets. You can’t swim on those waters. There’s no ocean in Jozi. The salt water of from tears. Of people who have left their homes. In search of a dream. At the back...
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Poetry Ride in Media. Find Poetry Ride in Facebook. Check out the photo gallery. Listen to the audio poetry. POETRY RIDE 24-29 NOVEMBER: DAUGAVPILS, TARTU, JOENSUU AND TROMSØ. The Poetry Ride is a series of public events. It is also a networking opportunity for poets. One of the best ways to get to know people is to travel with them. During the trip together the poetry riders get to know each other as persons as well as writers. The relationships formed during the ride bear fruit even aft...The core of t...
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Welcome to poetry river. Of contemporary American poetry converge. For poetry lovers and teacher . About human experiences underrepresented in many American l . For poets and poetry lovers. An exploration of documentary poetry (a.k.a. docupoetry. A convergence of primary sources and poetry in a variety of mediums. For poets, writers, and artists. Open access digital archives of primary sources. Containing stories that seldom get much page-space in U.S. history textbooks. For educators defending poetry.
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Inhale…exhale…create…. April 15, 2018. The final ember of the fire. To get up and into the current. Up and away from its source. April 8, 2018. 8220;I would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a whore, and then come back to write about my thoughts, my emotions, as that person. But I am not omniscient. I have to live my life, and it is the only one I’ll ever have.”. April 4, 2018. April 2, 2018. Nothing stinks like a pile of unpublished writing-Sylvia Plath. March 27, 2018. March 20, 2018. You pr...
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June 9, 2013. Marty goes to Mars/Poetry Road. As I draw back the fabric. To open the curtain to the day. A blue jay lands on the feeder. I stand at the window and reflect. My cat joins me. We stare awhile–those inside at out. The jay feeds then turns and inspects a dropped seed. He shows us the mosaic of blues in his tail and back. The incredible beautiful layers of feathers. Each with a special function–a special beauty. Then off to the sky the jay flies. And I was wondering. I am always moving. A song ...
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