No country for old dogs
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This is no country for old dogs. Behind the fence around her small concrete
lanai, in the sun Sweetie resembles a prisoner, shadowed slats running
across ...
1 week ago
killing-clothes loiter and break-down blacksmiths' hairy environs, cinder-lithe waists massive overhand place.
2 comments:
Joseph--thanks for the shout-out here. I also wanted to say how useful your book, Poetry and the Public, was in helping me first start thinking about slow poetry (it's also helping me figure out arguments in my dissertation about poetry's value to a public audience).
Best wishes,
Dale
Thanks for the kind words, Dale. Hope the journal stops playing possum after dissertation hell is through. I'd be interested in hearing about your diss.
Joe
(jharrington[at]ku[dot]edu)
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