It’s been a great time reading your work this past year and seeing you grow as a writer. I’m really sorry you’re dealing with all of this shit and I truly hope it works out for you. Please, though, […]
I get comments (concerns? questions?) very often about the choice to refrain from using capitals in my work. Lately, I’ve been attempting to analyze what it’s all about, knowing that I don’t typically like to do […]
I’ve been given the advice to set a rejection goal: my goal is to be rejected 100 times in 2018 (preferably just by journals and not by potential love interests).
Why? The more you put yourself out […]
Here is a blog post I recently wrote for another class, thought I’d share here. Enjoy!
“Poetry is always about my life. It’s a way to express how I feel,” sixteen-year-old Grace muses dramatically, holdi […]
Grace Gilbert wrote a new blog post the amputee’s guide to sex & other discoveries of disability in the group The Contemporary Poem: 1 year, 1 month ago
I’ve been reading books lately by poets with disabilities, specifically by poets who write about the human body and the human brain and why “norms” shouldn’t exist in such intricate and […]
you are incredibly brave for sharing something so close to home, and for that, i commend you!
after my first poetry workshop ever, i ran to the bathroom and cried wet, heavy tears. it was an […]
This isn’t exactly a blog post, but more of a solicitation:
Would anyone be interested in a poetry book swap? I have a multitude of contemporary and modern poetry books that have literally (yes, literally) […]
Grace Gilbert wrote a new blog post in which a silent room of slim shady’s wait for the real one to stand up first in the group The Contemporary Poem: 1 year, 2 months ago
“Okay, thank you. Goodbye,” I said nervously upon hanging up the phone after speaking with a professor I know. Satisfied with my pseudo-professionalism, I looked over at my friend and realized she was silently […]
“Indeed the tulips change tense too quickly. They open and fly off. And, holding absolutes at bay, the buds tear through the fruit trees, steeples into sky,” -Jorie Graham’s “Strangers”
There is a math to poetry: a counting of lines, a REcounting of memories, an arithmetic of the heart (no pun intended).
I despise math.
Whenever we learn about and discuss iambs and stresses and syllables, […]
I think one of the scariest things about being an artist is being afraid that I’ll just forget how to do my art (???)
The biggest source of writer’s block is the fear that I’m not good […]
As I sit here in Panera Bread, wearing noise-cancelling headphones that don’t quite work (think: The Shins with a glorious orchestra of crying babies and clanking silverware), I’m thinking of some serious poetry […]
I’m laughing because I do this all the time, mostly when joking with friends. The words, “I’m going to write a poem about that/you” have become sort of a quasi-sarcastic Taylor Swift-esque threat in my […]
This is a great question to ask. I’m more of a creative nonfiction person, though I’ve focused on poetry for the past year or so, and I’ve noticed that the difference is in the cadence and the […]
Picture it: you submit a poem to a literary journal of any sort, knowing full well the risk of rejection. Months go by, seasons pass, and you slowly forget that you sent anything at all, imagining your submission […]
In my hometown, there is a stop sign near a brick-clad elementary school that I pass every time I’m driving into town. The sign looks pretty standard until I approach the corroded base of it; underneath the bright […]
White space is awesome.
It reminds me of having too much space on a big couch.
You can sprawl out and lay across it, or you can take up one small cushion and tangibly feel the space beside you; in the same […]
I think fiction and memory can coincide quite effectively.
Often, I start writing about a particular moment in my life, and it turns into these half-fabricated and half-truth poems that do a better job […]
My brain thinks in pictures.
Mostly big ones.
This makes poetry hard when we’re dealing with small units like the line, punctuation, a space, a breath.
I was having a phone conversation about music […]
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