By Kelsey Block Starting in February, the Center for Poetry is partnering with East Lansing haiku poet Michele Root-Bernstein to create a haiku study group. The group will meet on the third Saturday of every month from 1 – 3 p.m. in Snyder hall, C302. The first session is on February 20. The study groupContinue reading “Frogpond associate editor, Center for Poetry to start haiku study group”
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Writing pair visits Center for Poetry
By Kelsey Block The Center for Poetry welcomed writers and teachers Rick Mulkey and Susan Tekulve for round two of the Fall Writing Series. Mulkey is the author of five collections of poetry and Tekulve is a short story writer and the author of the novel, In the Garden of Stone. Currently, Mulkey and TekulveContinue reading “Writing pair visits Center for Poetry”
Storyteller weaves tales at Poetry Center
By Kelsey Block Michigan storyteller, musician and educator Robin Nott visited the RCAH Center for Poetry last week as the first guest of the 2014 Fall Writing Series. The 64-year-old said he first became interested in storytelling as a child at camp, but didn’t explore it in depth until he saw Storyteller Donald Davis speakContinue reading “Storyteller weaves tales at Poetry Center”
“Remembering Anna” by Marianne Forman (from the Read a Poet, Write a Poem workshop)
Her fingers always smelled of cabbage, Not like my mother’s hands From the raw bacon she’d wrap Around the Halupkis, But like the boiling water she’d plunge Her hands into after slivering out The core of the cabbage, Unafraid of the blade. I used to think her fingertips Must be callused hard scalded beyond AllContinue reading ““Remembering Anna” by Marianne Forman (from the Read a Poet, Write a Poem workshop)”
“Bisti Badlands, Northwestern New Mexico” by Dorothy Brooks (from the Read a Poet, Write a Poem workshop)
I told no one I was going, I remembered too late as sunset cast brooding shadows on the ancient sea of rock with hoodoos rising like carved cobras in the advancing shadows. Impossible to find, remote— spinner of mysteries, keeper of quiet, the vast expanse spoke its own tongue. No landmarks, I noted, easy toContinue reading ““Bisti Badlands, Northwestern New Mexico” by Dorothy Brooks (from the Read a Poet, Write a Poem workshop)”