WASABI!!! An ode to a finely ground root my chopstick slices down through the perfectly squeezed flower of electric lime green goo severing just enough of that finely ground root
for Lorine Niedecker I imagine you at a card table on a screened-in porch vinyl tablecloth with a bright flower pattern glowing in the afternoon light of a Wisconsin spring you’re holding a sheaf of carefully typed poems harvested from years of unvoiced imaginings your hands shake slightly second ring catching the light in front […]
Losing Kurt at 13 On February 20th I wrote him a love letter for his birth day come find me in the north east ride your mothers ship from Seattle
America has no soul, only symbolsit’s the people here,that got the goodssitting at the kitchen tablenot able to eat anythingexcept what I writeand it doesn’t really matterwhat I write as long asthe rivers of words are fullof blood and underpinningsmost…
We are very proud to be partnering with the Albany Barn to bring teens through the process of writing, editing, and performing their poetry with the From The Page to
