Of our greatest acts we are ignorant. You were not aware that you saved my life. – Emily Dickinson to Thomas Wentworth Higginson
Emily Dickinson
National Poetry Month: Silence
I have a longstanding obsession with silence. Perhaps it’s not that longstanding. I became aware of silence in graduate school. I began to focus on how a poet’s lines interacted with the white space and the silence. It became – and still is – a point of consideration in my own work.
Eight Poets for Communicators
Spin Sucks has been having entirely too much fun celebrating fiction. I’ve enjoyed the celebration – I enjoy fiction – but I feel as though poets and poetry need some attention. Thus, I’m writing my own post about poetry and posting it here.