A couple of months ago I hurt a friend when I pushed a semi-joke too far. The friend didn’t say anything or change expression, but I went to bed uneasy. Despite the Painter’s assurances that he had noticed nothing and all was well, my gut said otherwise. I woke up and sent an apology, the … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Tony Hoagland
Q: Does writing about hard things ever make you agitated and upset, so that you have to walk away from the writing and regain your equilibrium? A: Nope. Life is what’s hard. Writing is always solace. This exchange took place in a university undergraduate creative writing class a couple of weeks ago. Writing is how … Continue reading Poem of the Week, by Tony Hoagland
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