Fabulous Eyelids
………………Et nos parpières fabuleuses O …………….. (And our fabulous eyelids O) ……………………. St-Jean Perse, Éloges 2 O ma mère, Madonna of the clothes-line Embrace me, the child cries. ………………………..Stiffened...
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writers on writers: Olive Senior
TOTO: Some people believe that poetry is an outdated art form, especially poetry written for the page, which has been supplanted by the spoken word. What is your view on this position? I think these...
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Every year we are forced to reinvent ourselves, growing shabbier. Perhaps uncertainty comes from the shifty breath of Hurricanes, their unlocked eyes revolving always counter-clockwise. Watchful....
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It was only after they decided Boy wasn’t coming back, that Sarah thought it was all the deaths that had caused it. Made him the way he was, caused him to run away. For nobody knew what could have made...
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WRITING AND THE POLITICS OF IMAGINATION IN SMALL SPACES: A CARIBBEAN PERSPECTIVE Olive Senior 23 July 2010, Bahamas Writers Summer Institute, Nassau, Bahamas First, I’d like to thank the Bahamas...
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