Tag Archives: APPF
I Live to Be a Ray of Sunshine in My 5 Readers’ Lives…
Summer is a drag. Especially this summer. All my friends seem to be gone. Karen is in Oxford, England; Bob is not on campus. There’s drama brewing in GPS; Chickenpinata is damn near defunct thanks to a mass exodus of … Continue reading
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Decatur Book Fest Recap
I was going to write about the amazing reading at Java Monkey during the Decatur Book Festival–everyone’s, not just mine, heheh –but then somehow I got distracted and the week got away from me. And now it’s 9 days later, … Continue reading
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Art, Poems, and Art-Poems
On Saturdays, I really need to get out of the house for a few hours, otherwise I begin to root to the couch, and get all depressive. So today my husband Chris and I went to lunch at Desi Spice, one … Continue reading
Guilty :-(
Bless me Father, for I have sinned. It has been 5 days since I wrote a poetry postcard. (And about 6 years since I went to Confession, while I’m at it.) So I haven’t been writing in my blog because … Continue reading
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The Procrastinatrix
That would be me. I have been crazy-busy at work the last several days with registration and panicky students who send 8 e-mails when 1 or 2 would suffice–so crazy, in fact, that when I came home yesterday I made … Continue reading
Of Course, Of Course
Yesterday’s poem which I wrote tonight is called “Of a Different Color,” based on Kuzma Petrov-Vodkin’s 1912 painting The Bathing of the Red Horse (the picture at the link is not nearly as vibrant and startling as the print on … Continue reading
Filed under art, Poetry, Publication
Poem Raider
Day 10′s poem I based on an image in an ancient Greek cup attributed to Euphronios called Achilles and Patroclus. What was interesting (and fortuitous) about this postcard was that the inspiration for the poem came from an NPR report I heard yesterday … Continue reading
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Amor Vincit Omnia
I am a postcard behind again. I should be on Day 10, but yesterday I could not get a poem to work to save my life, and I just wasn’t being inspired by Caravaggio’s Victoriuos Amor (which is clearly a … Continue reading
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Things Orphean
I have a first draft of my Day 7 poem, which I finished before the delivery guy dropped off dinner for us. But even as full of Chinese food as I am, the MSG haze isn’t clouding my knowledge that … Continue reading
