Author: rreagler

A Berryman House

Here’s my true confession for today. Way back when–almost 20 years ago–I admit that as a student I wrote some sonnets. That is what students do, right? Recently one called “A Berryman House” was published in an online journal. It’s strange to see your older work getting published. My friend Cynie Cory published American Girl… Continue reading A Berryman House

Question 5

Tell us about the first writer or artist whose work comes to mind when you think of motionlessness.

Source Code 1

The eleven words listed in writing prompt Open 1 come from the newest issue (#10) of Delmar Magazine edited by Jeff Hamilton.

Open 2

Here are eleven words.  See what you can make with them. mustard humpty-dumpty space iron doze shingles green parcel curve traffic half-heard Using alternate forms of these words is a-okay.  Share your poem in the comment section.

Chelsea Girl

In the late 80s I lived in New York City in the Chelsea Hotel. For those of you who have avoided New York at all costs, the Chelsea has a certain amount of fame or notoriety, depending on how you choose to look at things. Bronze plaques outside the entrance remind visitors that writers such… Continue reading Chelsea Girl

Question 3

Do you keep a journal? Why or why not? If you do, what’s it like? Are there certain requirements you impose when choosing a new journal? My one requirement is that I must write on graph paper. My first journal was an accounting book–you know, debits, credits, etc.–and I’ve always felt best when hurling my… Continue reading Question 3

Question 2

Can you think of something that you’ve written that is inextricably hinged to a particular piece of music, a song, or an album? Perhaps so connected are these 2 things that while revising you had to listen to that music again so that you could re-enter it?

Look

Emily Dickinson starts one poem, “I’ll tell you how the Sun rose–/ A ribbon at a time–.” Probably for many of us, our visual perception of the world around us prevails over the other senses. At least it wouldn’t surprise me if that were true. I wonder if anyone remembers the Noon Quilt? I’m not… Continue reading Look

Open 1

Ready for a poetry writing exercise?  Here are eleven words.  If you’d like to make something out of them, feel free to share what you’ve written in the comment box below. wheel flash anchor infinity lungs scratch stillbirth test piano germ tap It’s okay to use variations of the words in the list.  Eventually I… Continue reading Open 1

Artifacts

I think a big part of my motivation as a writer is that I love making things. Truth be told, I still dye Easter eggs every year (sometimes with a niece and nephew to legitimize the process, sometimes not), and it brings me joy. Artwork I’ve done at every age still hangs on the walls… Continue reading Artifacts

Question 1

What is one work of so-called-great literature that you’ve never read but that people probably assume you’ve read? Mine is Middlemarch. I did read the first 200 pages though. Twice.

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“blue: the sea, the sky, the unknown”

"blue: the sea, the sky, the unknown" a stone to pound open greenalmond husks — white inside the seed inside the seed finding the moon reflected in waves .. . another mystery: the deep bluesea made of clear water how our eyes create love by Meredith Stricker, from tenderness shore© Meredith Stricker

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Details from Out There

I’ve never really thought of myself as a nature person. Once I slept in a tent about 20 years ago, and I doubt that I’ll do it again any time soon, if given any choice in the matter. I enjoy reading Thoreau, but I wouldn’t want to be Thoreau. But if you think of writers… Continue reading Details from Out There

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