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Meredith Faulkner Sutton
“Fault/Hardship” – feat. Wine
Watch me review a friend's 8th grade poetry while drinking wine. "Fault/Hardship" by Heather Thompson. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tpNmWRMcUSQ
Press Spotlight – The Lost Cities Project
As I get more serious about submissions, I'm going to try to highlight different publications to showcase the good work going on in the literary community and to encourage others to submit. These spotlights will likely focus on places I've been accepted, simply because it seems a bit like pandering to promote presses where I'm… Continue reading Press Spotlight – The Lost Cities Project
Submit Submit Submit cont.
I recently shared my growing collection of rejection emails. I've also been ghosted by a few presses who don't send rejection notices, too. And this morning, all of it seemed worth it. That's right--I got an acceptance email! A piece of mine got accepted by nu lit house for their publication MICRO//MACRO. They don't do… Continue reading Submit Submit Submit cont.
Submit, Submit, Submit
Sorry I've been neglecting my blog recently. I thought I'd share a collection of mine. Since I graduated, I've been trying to submit my writing more. What could I possibly be collecting while I submit poetry? Rejection emails. The size of my collection can tell you how little I've been submitting. (Some places, though, reject… Continue reading Submit, Submit, Submit
“Watermelons”
Watermelons by Charles Simic Green Buddhas On the fruit stand. We eat the smile And spit out the teeth. I have gone back to working with teeny-tiny poems! Not gonna lie, I discovered it by flipping through an old textbook and looking for the smallest poems. At first I thought, “Oh, how cute. If I… Continue reading “Watermelons”
wasted land
August is the saddest month, breeding Cadillacs out of the dry land, mixing Memory and graffiti, stirring Bored hearts with school's start. --- I find August especially melancholic now that I am not in school.
Things to Do With Meter
It's been a little while since I've talked about meter. Today, we're going to work with a passage of Shakespeare that I particularly love for its metrical genius and how form contributes to meaning. Macbeth is a play, not a poem, but it is often written in verse. For context, Macbeth (guy who wants to… Continue reading Things to Do With Meter
“Intrusion”
Intrusion by Denise Levertov After I had cut off my hands and grown new ones something my former hands had longed for came and asked to be rocked. After my plucked out eyes had withered, and new ones grown something my former eyes had wept for came asking to be pitied. I stumbled on this… Continue reading “Intrusion”
Word Makers 