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Tag Archives: James Tate
A Machine, For Time
Ronald Mallett I know you as I know James Tate. And now, people known to me… Jess, Kevin, whipped through this same centrifuge. We are on the edge of forever. Know that we are running like gerbils, in this same recursive … Continue reading
Posted in Fathers, Loss, Obsession, Poem, poetry, Sons
Tagged Father, Fathers, James Tate, Jess Mynes, Kevin Duffy, Loss, Obsession, poem, poetry, Ronald Mallett, Son, Sons
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The Master Stroke Against the Memoir
Who do I admire? Who inspires, teaches me – who blows my perceptions apart and offers me new ones? Not confessional writers. I don’t find memoirs, or poetry that’s purely about the poet, all that interesting. A Winged Dream was … Continue reading
Posted in blog, blogging, Creativity, Dear Readers, On Writing, Writing
Tagged Arts, blog, blogging, Confessional poetry, creative writing, Creativity, Hilda Doolittle, James Tate, Memoir, poem, poetry, Richard Dadd, Shakespeare, Tom Stoppard, Wallace Stevens, Writer, Writers Resources, Writing
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