Tuesday, October 16, 2007

After Margaret Atwood

I fit into you
like a peg into a hole

a tent peg
a donut hole

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I went to the Graham Foust reading last night. It was this invigorating banter-less assault of beautiful and consise poetry, complex and playful. Graham Foust poems are one of the reasons I want to spend so much of my time writing poems, and Graham Foust poems are the only reason I want to spend so much of my time trying to write like Graham Foust.

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