a new process...
teaching myself about poetry one slow, painted page at a time.
angela simione, 2009
the words are the white of the paper. it is patient work. it isn't perfect but the method makes me consider each line, each word on its own... it makes me dig in and sniff around and pay close attention to how words want to move...
words want to move like pages, like wings, like a burn.
4 comments:
teaching myself about poetry one slow, painted page at a time
Somewhat like learning to read, nu? One slow letter at a time. I think it's a perfect analogy.
xo
r
yes. i think studying poetry has taught me HOW to read, and see, in a deep deep way. i'm not much good at it yet but maybe one day and maybe that's not even the point. it's just so nice to have around and be around and makes my life so much fuller and better. words floating all through the house and through me and i can't imagine a life without them.
the words are the white of the paper?!?!?!?!?
It's truly beautiful work..glad to be working with you over at Antler...looking forward to seeing more of your work!
xo
anne
hi anne,
thank you so much!
yep, the white of the paper. a little trick of mine to make sure i don't get carried off by my NOW NOW NOW attitude. :)
i am so happy to be working with you as well! you are a wonderful writer.
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