KC Metro Verse met last night at the new WriterHouse in Kansas City.
WriterHouse was opened by Pat Berge, a creative writing instructor at Maple Woods Community College, Kansas City, Missouri. Pat has taught fiction writing at Columbia College Chicago.
She also conducts writing workshops.
Seated left to right is Missi Rasmussen - Metro Verse President, Amy Davis and Pat Berge.
Wednesday, August 31, 2005
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
Roles
The struggle isn’t quite so perilous
A sort of foreplay choreographed
To uninhibited pandemonium.
Your heavy sighs a concerto.
It is like you always want to lose
And only play along for the sport.
I wonder myself what it would be like to
Succumb to subjugation under your coercion
And watch how you deal with conquest.
A sort of foreplay choreographed
To uninhibited pandemonium.
Your heavy sighs a concerto.
It is like you always want to lose
And only play along for the sport.
I wonder myself what it would be like to
Succumb to subjugation under your coercion
And watch how you deal with conquest.
Monday, August 29, 2005
Deep in the Heart of Crawford - A Must Read
Let me recommend Deep In The Heart Of Crawford over at Love During Wartime. Thanks James, for pointing us to the Wallace piece. His message is definitely thought provoking especially being of the Vietnam generation.
Sunday, August 28, 2005
Special Delivery
Congratulations are in order to Deborah Ager of 32 poems on the arrival of Olive Cameron Ager Beverly!
What is the point of worry...
"For Christ sake write and don't worry about what the boys will say nor whether it will be a masterpiece or what. I write one page of masterpiece to ninety-one pages of shit."
~ Ernest Hemingway
~ Ernest Hemingway
Saturday, August 27, 2005
Self Death
Brick and mortar of life
Sometimes held strong
Other times weak
And crumbling before
Our eyes – sometimes blurred
And not grounded in soil
of reality. Sometimes floating
On the waters of aqua-culture,
A modernists vision of farming
Where crops may not have
Traditional stability and the whole
Outcome is called into question
By the skeptics who never
Look beyond the box for
Anything for fear the
Confrontation of a new idea
Could lead to questions
They are not prepared to answer;
Leaving them striped- naked of
Security by their transparency
To become a product
Of their own obsolescence.
Sometimes held strong
Other times weak
And crumbling before
Our eyes – sometimes blurred
And not grounded in soil
of reality. Sometimes floating
On the waters of aqua-culture,
A modernists vision of farming
Where crops may not have
Traditional stability and the whole
Outcome is called into question
By the skeptics who never
Look beyond the box for
Anything for fear the
Confrontation of a new idea
Could lead to questions
They are not prepared to answer;
Leaving them striped- naked of
Security by their transparency
To become a product
Of their own obsolescence.
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