Hey y’all, it’s been a while. Things really heated up towards the end of this quarter, my busiest yet, so blogging took a backseat. But I come bearing gifts (or gift, singular) after my absence, as usual.
My final project for my poetry seminar. A not-so-blog blog, a response, a dialogue, a politics, a rhizome. Enter Spryngenol.
In it, you’ll find an homage to William Carlos Williams and anarchist manifestos, a struggle between my relationship with Robert Creeley as well as my own dictatorship of the self, something political, something poetical, poetry as personal as political. And flowers. Lots of flowers.
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Have fun, and happy spring.
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