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Howard, Jean

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Here fuchsia is not sun.
It is the skin of your forehead
Tightening like pomegranate.
And these seeds spilling out
Are not your thoughts,
Your life,
But the undoing of your life
As you wander
The corridors of this
Ship, trying to find
Home.

– Jean Howard, “The Cruise”

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Listen to Jean Howard discuss her poetic inspirations from Image Union:

Slam Poetry. Interview with Jean Howard – from Image Union

Jean Howard talks about Slam, her inspirations, and poetry videos. Followed by a clip of her poetry video, “Women Without Children”

Under lemons
the size of swollen fists,
Joseph speaks of Limoncello,
the first dream of the blossom
before its bud reseals.

– Jean Howard, “Tourist in Amalfi”

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Watch Jean Howard read her poetry at City Art:

Jean Howard reads at City Art

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Heinemann, Larry

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Let’s begin with the first clean fact, James: This ain’t no war story. War stories are out–one, two, three, and a heave-ho, into the lake you go with all the other alewife scum and foamy harbor scum. But isn’t it a pity. All those crinkly, soggy sorts of laid-by tellings crowded together as thick and pitiful as street cobbles, floating mushy bellies up, like so much moldy shag rug…

– Larry Heinemann, “Paco’s Story”

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Read this interview with Larry Heinemann from Logos Journal:

http://logosonline.home.igc.org/heinemann.htm

Listen to Larry Heinemann speak and read from his work at Writers in Performance:

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Harrington, Janice 2002

Wednesday, September 18, 2002
American Poets Reading
with Jenny A. Burkholder, Deborah Cummins, and John Mann

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Evening, and all my ghosts come back to me
like red banty hens to catalpa limbs
and chicken-wired hutches, clucking, clucking,
and falling, at last, into their head-under-wing sleep.

– Janice Harrington, “Shaking the Grass”

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Read this interview with Janice Harrington from Ploughshares:

Hearing Voices: Women Versing Life presents Janice N. Harrington – The Ploughshares Blog

As a poetry editor at Prick of the Spindle, I find that poems about certain subjects, such as childhood, love, aging, and death, often lean too heavily on nostalgia, so that the language limps. In fact, I’ve been guilty of writing my own nostalgic poems now and again- and again.

if I purloin protons, all the negative numbers,
and seven of Cantor’s infinities,
if the world’s sweetness drips from my lips–
syrupy, nectareous, honey-wined cascades
of sweetness between full lips–

– Janice Harrington, “The Thief’s Tabernacle”

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Watch Janice Harrington read her work for the River Styx Magazine:

River Styx at the Tavern: Janice N. Harrington & George Singleton

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Harris, Duriel 2003

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Listen to Duriel Harris’ poems here:

Four Poems by Duriel E. Harris

“Harris’s liberatory poetics move between text on the page, visual meanings, and sound meanings. It is in the last category where the poems chosen this month live, where they vibrate into the throat of what cannot otherwise be spoken.”

Read Duriel Harris’ article on poetics from The Volta:

http://www.thevolta.org/ewc55-dharris-p1.html

Watch Duriel Harris’ Thingification video from the Fresh Fruit Festival in New York City, 2013:

Duriel E. Harris’s Thingification Fresh Fruit Festival NYC July 2013 (Wild Project)–Mammy & Sarah

This is “Duriel E. Harris’s Thingification Fresh Fruit Festival NYC July 2013 (Wild Project)–Mammy & Sarah” by Duriel E Harris on Vimeo, the…

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Hall, Donald 1999

Wednesday, May 12, 1999

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December, nightfall at three-thirty.
I climb Mill Hill
past hawthorne and wild cherry,
mist in the hedgerows.
Smoke blows
from the orange edges of fire
working the wheat
stubble. “Putting
the goodness back,
into the soil.”

– Donald Hall, “Swan”

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Read this interview with Donald Hall from the Paris Review:

The Art of Poetry No. 43

Donald Hall was born in New Haven and raised in Hamden, Connecticut, but spent summers, holidays, and school vacations on a farm owned by his maternal grandparents in Wilmot, New Hampshire. He took his bachelor’s degree at Harvard, then studied at Oxford for two years, earning an add…

She was all around me
like a rainy day,
and though I walked bareheaded
I was not wet. I walked
on a bare path
singing light songs
about women.

– Donald Hall, “The Blue Wing”

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Watch Donald Hall discuss and read from his work:

Former National Poet Laureate Donald Hall recites his poetry, talks of his life

Former poet laureate Donald Hall talks with fellow poet Elizabeth Spires about what sparked his writing as a young man (movies like “Abbott and Costello Meet Frankenstein”), his wild times with poets like Robert Bly at Harvard, and his return to his grandparents’ farm with wife and poet Jane Kenyon.

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Hayes, Alice Judson Ryerson 1981

Friday, December 18, 1981

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The president is walking in his sleep.
At the ends of his arms
air-flicking fingers thrum
dreaming of turning on a light.
Sleep, surrounded by switches
is iridescent in the Dark House.
His sleepy hand fumbles and reaches,
cheerful. Numb. Near.

– Alice Judson Ryerson Hayes, “Calling-People”

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Watch a video about Alice Judson Ryerson Hayes’s Ragdale Foundation:

Ragdale Presents: Alice Judson Ryerson Hayes – A Poet and A Place Become A Legacy

To our Artists: It will soon be 2016, the 40TH ANNIVERSARY of the Ragdale Foundation. Ragdale’s founder, Alice Hayes, envisioned a world that was inclusive, just, and filled with creative discovery. Alice’s Ragdale is that type of place and her good works continue to be recognized and celebrated.

The dilly silly court
on diases of raw silk
smirked at the dwarf
toddling. Oh, the milk
spilling down his chin!
Even the Imam laughed
as the eyes rolled
in the lolling head.

– Alice Judson Ryerson Hayes, “Jester”

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Hamilton, Jane 1996

Wednesday, April 17, 1996

There is no sound but the melody of the dial-up, the purity of the following Gregorian tones, and the sweet nihilistic measure of static. The brief elemental vibration that means contact. And then nothing. No smudge of ink, no greasy thumbprint left behind.

– Jane Hamilton, “Disobedience”

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Listen to Jane Hamilton’s 1996 reading for the Poetry Center of Chicago:

Read an interview with Jane Hamilton from TriQuarterly:

http://www.triquarterly.org/interviews/jane-hamilton-interview

Listen to Jane Hamilton discuss one of her books, “When Madeline Was Young:”

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Hull, Lynda 1994

Wednesday, February 9, 1994
with John Dickson

Close my eyes and I’m a vessel. Make it
some lucent amphora, Venetian blue, lip circled
in faded gold. Can you see the whorls of breath,
imperfections, the navel where it was blown
from the maker’s pipe, can you see it drawn…

– Lynda Hull, “Rivers into Seas”

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Read an article about Lynda Hull from Cerise Press:

Cerise Press › Making History Bearable: Lynda Hull and Reading Newark

Cerise Press, Fall/Winter 2011-12, Vol. 3 Issue 8 essay by Sean Singer. Lynda Hull’s love of beauty was so intense that she could risk her life to achieve it…

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Hoover, Paul 2000

Wednesday, October 4, 2000
with Maxine Chernoff

Half erasure, half wisdom,
history rocks in her chair like Lillian Gish
in Night of the Hunter, a shotgun
in her lap…

– Paul Hoover, “Night of the Hunter”

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Listen to Paul Hoover’s 2000 Poetry Center reading:

Audio recording of the Poetry Center Reading Series featuring Billy Collins, Andrei Codrescu, Ron Padgett, Lucille Clifton, Mark Perlberg, Li-Young Lee, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Anne Waldman, Yusuf Komunyakaa, Lisel Mueller, Ted Kooser, Paul Carroll, Jorie Graham, and Paul Hoover.

Audio recording of the Poetry Center Reading Series featuring Billy Collins, Andrei Codrescu, Ron Padgett, Lucille Clifton, Mark Perlberg, Li-Young Lee, Lawrence Ferlinghetti, Anne Waldman, Yusuf Komunyakaa, Lisel Mueller, Ted Kooser, Paul Carroll, Jorie Graham, and Paul Hoover.

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They are crying out in restaurants,
so delighted to be speaking,
they appear to be insane.
But we are the silent types,
who hold speech within
like the rustle of gold foil.

– Paul Hoover, “Why is Quiet ‘Kept’?”

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Read this Paul Hoover’s article from Poetry Society of America:

Q & A American Poetry: Paul Hoover

Poets answer the question: “What’s American about American Poetry?”

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