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Kansas Poets -- Events - Shoptalk Series

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Created to provide an opportunity for open discussion and education related to Kansas poets and their poetry, the. Kansas Poets Shoptalk Series. To become involved. Teachers and students at both the high school and college levels were especially encouraged to participate. Offered. To the public at 23 sites across the state via video conference TELENET 2. Featuring Kansas’ First Poet Laureate. Distinguished Professor of English,. View Videos and Learn More. Gratitude is also extended to Jim Mock, ECC Stat...

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Introduction to Poetry Writing: What I Thought to Myself on a Dark Interstate Between One Home and the Next - Robert Tippin

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Introduction to Poetry Writing. A collection of poetry from Jonathan Holden's Introduction to Poetry Writing (ENGL463) at Kansas State University. Fall 2008. Friday, December 12, 2008. What I Thought to Myself on a Dark Interstate Between One Home and the Next - Robert Tippin. What I Thought to Myself on a Dark Interstate Between One Home and the Next. In fourteen years I will be old. I do not know what the future will hold,. When I am old,. Come find me and tell me. What it was like to be young. Rebels ...

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Introduction to Poetry Writing: The Way the Sky Would Like to Touch the Snow - Ruth Patrick

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Introduction to Poetry Writing. A collection of poetry from Jonathan Holden's Introduction to Poetry Writing (ENGL463) at Kansas State University. Fall 2008. Friday, December 12, 2008. The Way the Sky Would Like to Touch the Snow - Ruth Patrick. The Way the Sky Would Like to Touch the Snow. Falling away, frozen, I think that's how it feels. Sort of like your heart, I guess. When you gave up on me. But I drifted down slowly, light and geometric,. Scattering on the winds swirling eddies. As I blow them.

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Introduction to Poetry Writing: the silent storm inside my arms - Alyssa Reeves

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Introduction to Poetry Writing. A collection of poetry from Jonathan Holden's Introduction to Poetry Writing (ENGL463) at Kansas State University. Fall 2008. Friday, December 12, 2008. The silent storm inside my arms - Alyssa Reeves. The silent storm inside my arms. The lightning struck where thunder failed to give warning:. A harsh blow in springtime afternoons. We are all left. Where tall cliffs once stood straight and strong,. The rocks now rest in a crumbling pile. And I’ll hold tight. A Day Lost - M...

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Introduction to Poetry Writing: What the Dust Seems to be Saying - Claire Jackson

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Introduction to Poetry Writing. A collection of poetry from Jonathan Holden's Introduction to Poetry Writing (ENGL463) at Kansas State University. Fall 2008. Friday, December 12, 2008. What the Dust Seems to be Saying - Claire Jackson. What the Dust Seems to be Saying. She sits in the house alone. The sun trickles in, but she's always in a dark room. Her eyes have long spent all the tears in her body. A pain so deep her bones are weak and hurt to the touch. But it doesn't matter - she's always cold now.

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Introduction to Poetry Writing: Below a Christmas Snow - Robert Tippin

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Introduction to Poetry Writing. A collection of poetry from Jonathan Holden's Introduction to Poetry Writing (ENGL463) at Kansas State University. Fall 2008. Monday, December 1, 2008. Below a Christmas Snow - Robert Tippin. Below a Christmas Snow. A lonely road through scattered leaves,. The forest darker than you please,. Snow that falls will ever play. With nature’s lows and shorter days. A mother’s child may sled with ease. Upon that hill, upon the leaves,. That scattered but a month ago,.

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Poet Laureati: 2011 National Convergence | United Poets Laureate

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The Convergence of State Poets Laureate From Throughout the United States. An Endless Skyway: Anthology. Poet Laureati: 2011 National Convergence. Poet Laureati: 2011 National Convergence. Karla Morton, Texas Poet Laureate, and Mary Crow, Colorado Poet Laureate Emeritus. The event was organized by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg, poet laureate of Kansas, with assistance from Denise Low, Walter Bargen, Marilyn L. Taylor and Mary Swander. Following are the poets who participated. Scroll down to see the ...Is one of...

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Introduction to Poetry Writing: lost at sea - Alyssa Reeves

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Introduction to Poetry Writing. A collection of poetry from Jonathan Holden's Introduction to Poetry Writing (ENGL463) at Kansas State University. Fall 2008. Monday, December 1, 2008. Lost at sea - Alyssa Reeves. The pounding waves explode. Over my deaf ears and. Salt dumps into my veins. A frantic impulse invades my limbs. When the surface fails to break. And I am lost in the tide,. Hidden deep beneath the sparkling blue:. Death disguised as paradise. The sharp sea erupts in my lungs.

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Introduction to Poetry Writing: My Heart's Narcotic - Hayley Darpel

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Introduction to Poetry Writing. A collection of poetry from Jonathan Holden's Introduction to Poetry Writing (ENGL463) at Kansas State University. Fall 2008. Friday, December 12, 2008. My Heart's Narcotic - Hayley Darpel. After the third or fourth break. Your return slowly sickened me. I knew you weren't the answer. But the past's relentless achings. I was young and love was. How many time would we. Hurt each other before it would end? Then you'd come back, oh so sweet,. I needed nothing more. Lost at se...