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Interview With Regina West, Author of The Long Way Home
Originally posted on The One & Only Elgon:
Regina West is a romance and erotica novelist who signed with Pandamoon Publishing last year. She is a mother of two boys, plays classical guitar, lives in Lakewood, Colorado and is a huge fan of chocolate. I asked her a few questions and this is how it…
TRIBES AMONG THE STARS
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
Love set you going like a pendulum The instinct to profit from another Taking your place among the elements To marry the Earth, magnifying The fact that we depend upon Shadows and safety, tribe and nakedness We no longer think of our mothers Etched as we are in our own…
TOP TEN WAYS TO TURN YOUR CLASSROOM INTO A HOTBED OF ENTHUSIASTIC READERS by Megan Ginther and Holly Mueller
Originally posted on Nerdy Book Club:
We are intermediate grade teachers who have learned over the years that there are practices that get kids excited about reading. We tried to rank them but decided they were all equally important. We can’t imagine eliminating any of them, so these are not in any particular order. 1.…
WHY EVERYONE SHOULD WRITE POETRY
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
I’m my own utopia In my Utopia, we would dream awake Writing poems about each other Speaking in whispers hushed I could say out loud That I felt loved without Trying to find a measure Or a reason to be appreciated In my own utopia We wouldn’t judge each other…
THEY SAY
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
They say the mother in my world has no pulse Because to me the World has died Is already dead, too cruel an existence They say I am cracked, that I Know about the place where the light comes in A commoner of low-class, caste-wise Shy, definitely not a story-teller…
INGREDIENTS FOR CHANGING MEMORY
Originally posted on Wuji Seshat:
I am not sad anymore; I am the saddest happy person I am the rooftop of my cheer leading squad The bread and butter of poetry With friends coming & going I can’t keep track of my traditions That are dying, my shells of laughter The forms that gave me…
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