Ghosts of poetry: once, on the current site of Washington and Lee University’s theater, there stood a brick house with a stone fireplace “so large that we could burn whole railroad ties without having them cut.” It belonged to Spottswood Styles, 1869-1946, “Lexington’s Negro… Continue Reading “Pain, pleasure, and Spottswood Styles”
mapping the nest
A selfish poet
I make photographs and poems to please myself (and share them to please you).
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a poetry blog & online home to the work of José Angel Araguz
book blogger & reviewer
Poetry, haiku, tanka, and micropoetry
Art. Disability. Writing.
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Poetry and what-not
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The work wants to be made
Writing from both sides of the brain
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