tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4439011639472684219.post3447139030458857126..comments2023-07-05T02:00:02.956-07:00Comments on Poe-Query: Blast from the pastJoannie Stangelandhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06006768246992875405noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4439011639472684219.post-82662020769559890232009-08-14T06:47:33.792-07:002009-08-14T06:47:33.792-07:00Not DW. It was a visiting poet (who, I think, didn...Not DW. It was a visiting poet (who, I think, didn't really want to be there at all).<br /><br />But I'm <i>so</i> glad another poet helped you get your groove back.Joannie Stangelandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06006768246992875405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4439011639472684219.post-49251963036252466622009-08-13T22:38:41.903-07:002009-08-13T22:38:41.903-07:00Joannie,
his initials weren't DW were they? ...Joannie, <br /><br />his initials weren't DW were they? He squashed me in 1992. Another poet (LB) gave me my groove back. ;-)<br /><br />Funny, my word verification tonight is "crumb" (as in throw me a ... )Kelli Russell Agodon - Book of Kellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01798460634708905783noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4439011639472684219.post-68266628327843956692009-01-29T09:02:00.000-08:002009-01-29T09:02:00.000-08:00Early on, I enrolled for a class taught by a visit...Early on, I enrolled for a class taught by a visiting poet and was dismayed when, after submitting a MS, discovered that my name was not on the list of "accepted" students -- this was an undergraduate university class and I doubt that she really even had the right to reject students. Stunned, I knocked on her office door and talked my way into the class. What a mistake! She was the Queen of Slice & Dice, sending many students (both men and women) from the class in tears on a daily basis. I'm not sure what she hoped to achieve by her cruelty, but it certainly opened my eyes and toughened my poetic skin. I won't name her, but will admit I've not read her poetry since 1977.T. https://www.blogger.com/profile/16509409207991963533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4439011639472684219.post-9367119599313588072009-01-28T19:00:00.000-08:002009-01-28T19:00:00.000-08:00OUCH!OUCH!Joannie Stangelandhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06006768246992875405noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4439011639472684219.post-58641379515588057432009-01-28T18:08:00.000-08:002009-01-28T18:08:00.000-08:00Here's what did me in in 1999 and led to my seven-...Here's what did me in in 1999 and led to my seven-year break from writing. (I actually planned to never, ever write poetry again, ever, because of this comment from my teacher at the time):<BR/><BR/>"Ventings of high school sophmore [yes, spelled that way]. A pastiche of chest-pounding "Ain't I hip, ain't I clever?" You're beating a dead horse with a broken stick."<BR/><BR/>Man oh man. That's one neat-o comment.Danahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02298235100913678894noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4439011639472684219.post-34513621762197320452009-01-27T19:00:00.000-08:002009-01-27T19:00:00.000-08:00What a cool story. I suppose if we all think back ...What a cool story. I suppose if we all think back to one thing or another in our past life, there is a lesson there for us all. <BR/><BR/>Thanks for sharing this story.Michael A. Wellshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06015233939646285069noreply@blogger.com