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I don’t want to muse on, and so I walk

Humming myself a rhythm, while I sing,

Trying to ignore the thoughts still to unlock

Of days to go beyond winter, until spring.

 

The ground is icy, slippery and unsteady

But fantastic to look at, lying down:

The tiny crystals show the plants already

Blooming with small white flowers, to outgrown.

 

The hoarfrost’s dust that drizzled down at night

Is going away and melting with the dawn

All is now moist what was studded of white

Like crystals sleeping, in a time foregone.

 

Beauty is ephemeral, the high sun will destroy it:

The night - draping it all - will soften and permit.

 

(Sonnet by SiRiChandra)

  

‘What does it mean?’ ‘All.’ Rocks

Talking, sky washed anew, sand

Crushed forever, sun.

 

(Haiku by SiRiChandra)

 

Jane Hamilton, visiting professor in the English department, taught a J-Term class on creative writing during the 2012-20-13 school year. January 24th, 2013. Photo by Aaron Lurth

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Henry can hear footsteps in the distance.

 

Soles clipping the pavement with each step. Henry waits, the rythm on the steps cannot keep up with the speed of his racing heart.

 

"A customer! I have a customer..." he whispers under his breath as he sees him approach "...my very first customer. One customer to use my tables. And they said, I was wasting my time...I have a customer!"

 

Like a deer in headlights, he is frozen, watching his man...closer and closer.

 

The footsteps get louder and louder as the customer approaches. Henry's hands begin to tremble, the excitement is almost to much.

 

The tables are perfect, Henry knows that but this is a customer...How about that!

 

Within a few feet, Henry welcomes his guest "Hello Sir...Wel..." but stops short.

 

The footsteps are now getting quieter before fading...as his "guest" walks past. Henry goes back to dressing his tables lunchtime has nearly past.

  

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i laugh at this because she didn't know i took it, so when she saw it she freaked out.

On Friday, the College of Liberals Arts welcomed the class of 2016 to Temple University at the Freshman Convocation assembly. More than 600 incoming freshmen gathered to hear words of encouragement, advice and wisdom from Dean Teresa Scott Soufas, Vice Dean for Academic Affairs Jayne Drake, and fellow CLA students.

 

Two outstanding CLA students addressed the freshmen. D’Juan Lyons, a senior majoring in Spanish Linguistics, emphasized the importance of taking advantage of resources and opportunities here at Temple University. He challenged fellow classmates to avoid shortcuts and to go forth on their new journey “wholeheartedly and with full force.” Speaking from experience, political science major Grace Osa-Edoh shared three powerful lessons with CLA freshmen. Grace encouraged her classmates to “take it one step at a time, be ready to adapt to move forward, and ask for help along the way.”

 

The College of Liberal Arts wishes all of its students continued success. As Vice Dean Jayne Drake said, “enjoy and embrace your time here at Temple University."

Jane Hamilton, visiting professor in the English department, taught a J-Term class on creative writing during the 2012-20-13 school year. January 24th, 2013. Photo by Aaron Lurth

The automatic writing project started out as an activity among friends and locals. I would write a line someone else would write a line and so on... Then people would overhear us and ask if they could participate and write something too (which surprised me) of course I said "yes!" At that point I realized that lots of people have something to say. I started asking strangers to add entries, then I graduated to offering people $1.00 to participate, some people do not accept the dollar and some pay me a $1.00 (paying it forward). It's becoming quite a lovely, surprising and compelling project. People from many walks of life are participating: homeless, a news reporter, academics, students, doctors, drug addicts, lawyers, tourists etc... People have written things in my journal that they'd never say out loud, not to anyone. Some of it's so sad, some intriguing, hilarious and so on... At the end of the day, every one of these people understand that their entries are being uploaded to the internet and are comforted in knowing that they will be heard. I have no idea where this is going, but it's going just fine! FYI: English is not everyone's first language here. I will be illustrating the book/journal after the text is done. I hope that everyone who reads these entries learns something about people, mostly that we never know what someone else is going through.

  

Feel free to stop by my facebook page:

  

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Knox College professor Monica Berlin talking with students in the Senior Writing Portfolio course, before setting out on a mile-long "pilgrimage" from the Carl Sandburg statue on the Public Square, to Old Main, and then to the Sandburg Birthplace historic site; gathering at the square for remarks by Berlin. More on writing at Knox: www.knox.edu/academics/majors-and-minors/creative-writing

Jaynee Bowker reads during the Uncanny Senior Symposium for Literature Majors was held in the Old Main Lincoln Room on Thursday, Feb. 27, 2020.

SAA-uk joined Leeds Library in October 2014 for a day of culture to celebrate Black History Month. Presenting Bharatanatyam and Kathak dance, Indian classical music and poetry in Urdu and English.

 

Photos by Amardev Gahir

Dorothy Chan

 

The Creative Writing Program in the Department of English at ASU presented a reading and book signing by two of its stellar alumni: Dorothy Chan (MFA 2015) and Dana Diehl (MFA 2015).

 

About the Authors

Dorothy Chan is the author of Revenge of the Asian Woman (Diode Editions, Forthcoming March 2019), Attack of the Fifty-Foot Centerfold (Spork Press, 2018), and the chapbook Chinatown Sonnets (New Delta Review, 2017). She was a 2014 finalist for the Ruth Lilly and Dorothy Sargent Rosenberg Poetry Fellowship, and her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Academy of American Poets, The Cincinnati Review, The Common, Diode Poetry Journal, Quarterly West, and elsewhere. Chan is the Editor of The Southeast Review. Visit her website at dorothypoetry.com

 

Dana Diehl is the author of Our Dreams Might Align (Splice UK, 2018) and TV Girls (New Delta Review, 2018). Her collaborative short story collection, The Classroom, is forthcoming from Gold Wake Press in early 2019. She earned her MFA in Fiction at Arizona State University and her BA in Creative Writing at the Susquehanna University Writers Institute. She has been an artist in residence at the Sundress Academy for the Arts, Signal Fire, and the Rutgers Camden Summer Writers' Conference. She lives and works in Tucson.

 

Tuesday, Nov. 13, 2018

ASU Tempe campus

This event was open to the public and free.

This event was presented with the support of the Virginia G. Piper Center for Creative Writing.

 

philadelphia

 

Rose Glaymen & Pat Butler - Martin Glaymen Creative Writing Award - 1970

Where can I taste and smell

The winter cold oozing

Rolling off my tongue like

Licorice candy melting

On my lips like nonpareils

Dripping on my shirt like

That mug with a crack

Leaking hot chocolate

Hot like a fire of dried colored

Leaves at the height of the

Fall I fall you fall

But we do not fall together

Like crackling sizzling splintering

Bubbling steaming logs in a red

Glazed hearth all surrounded by

Wet leaves and cold branches and

Slippery trees and the

Rust-stained swing set that

Slides through the air as it

Swings in the wind and

Creaks and creaks and creaking

It throws off a shadow

I see in the light of

The flames that are shadows too

Shadows of a force that

Murmurs below it and blows

Off steam in red and orange and

Yellow like leaves as they

Leave the trees weightlessly

Tumbling and falling

Mere silhouettes showing us

Too the howling wind all

Around us and everywhere

Hiding in the shadow

Of sound a mere shadow too

Like us two shadows

Tumbling and wrestling

And falling but not

Falling together just

Forming two neat little piles

Of red leaves raked

Clean and apart and left there

To mold on the ground in the

Yard where the fall fires burn

  

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Fourth Grade publishing party – each of the kids wrote a work of fiction.

We got a sneak peek at Wayde Compton's new book this morning! The Outer Harbour Stories comes out in October.

 

For those who don't know Wayde, in addition to being an accomplished author, he's the director of our creative writing programs, including The Writer's Studio and The Southbank Writer's Program.

 

Congratulations, Wayde!

This is something I wrote a long time ago. It is based on an idea that I had back in High School in the mid/late 1980s. It was initially only one short paragraph about the sand. I gave it to my British English teacher and after mulling it over for a minute she said, "the repetition works, you should develop this into something more." Somewhere around a week later, the piece of paper I wrote it on went missing. The possibilities were: I just lost it somewhere, someone liked it and stole it, or my father found it and burned it in the woodstove, dismissing it as stupidity. In any case I always kept the idea in my head.

 

At the time I wrote this I was at work, I finished for the day and punched out and returned to my desk. There was no one else there, i.e., I was alone, perfect conditions to go to my "dark place" and write. I purposely didn't put any paragraph breaks so it would be easy to lose your place to help you identify with the character. This took about six hours. You need to read the whole thing to get the twist at the end. For those of you who do manage to read the whole thing, thank-you and congratulations for having a superior attention span. lol

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North Melbourne

Book release (and lots of music) of a book about Goan writing in Portuguese. Authored by Dr (Fr)Eufemiano Miranda.

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A page of a play I wrote during the summer of 1971, just after I'd graduated from Davidson College. The characters were obsessed with contractions and elliptical language.

 

I like the idea behind "closet dramas", which are dramas designed to be read, rather than performed. The problem is, I ran into know-it-alls in college who performed them anyway. My goal was to write a closet drama no one could perform--so the way words were written or spelled became crucial to understanding the play.

 

The drama opens with two couples discussing contractions, ellipses, and alternate ways of spelling simple words--"we'll" for "we will", for instance, and "colour" for "color". One of my characters got carried away early, though, and started to laugh by first saying "haw-haw", then "ha-ha", "a-a", " - ", and, finally, " ", much to the amusement of the others. But he went too far, eventually contracting himself out of existence altogether.

 

The play gets better. It had to. Yeah, it was pretty dopey, but lots of fun. I wrote it in about 10 minutes. Thirty years later I found it at my mom's house in a drawer.

 

When I went to visit Maggie in November 2005 she asked me if I still had a copy of the play. I couldn't believe that after three decades she'd still remembered it vividly. When I visited her again in early December 2005, I gave her as a gift my only remaining copy, along with "Zoo Story", a poem I'd written that same summer for Lost In The Alone.

  

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Yardley

Jo Skelt workshops

drawing of items in Freedom Train, which traveled throughout United States during bicentennial celebration in 1976

Novelist Haruki Murakami – November 7, 2005

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Κύπρου 91Α & Σικίνου 35Α, 11361, Κυψέλη, Αθήνα / 91Α Kyprou & 35Α Sikinou, 11361, Athens

 

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The automatic writing project started out as an activity among friends and locals. I would write a line someone else would write a line and so on... Then people would overhear us and ask if they could participate and write something too (which surprised me) of course I said "yes!" At that point I realized that lots of people have something to say. I started asking strangers to add entries, then I graduated to offering people $1.00 to participate, some people do not accept the dollar and some pay me a $1.00 (paying it forward). It's becoming quite a lovely, surprising and compelling project. People from many walks of life are participating: homeless, a news reporter, academics, students, doctors, drug addicts, lawyers, tourists etc... People have written things in my journal that they'd never say out loud, not to anyone. Some of it's so sad, some intriguing, hilarious and so on... At the end of the day, every one of these people understand that their entries are being uploaded to the internet and are comforted in knowing that they will be heard. I have no idea where this is going, but it's going just fine! FYI: English is not everyone's first language here. I will be illustrating the book/journal after the text is done. I hope that everyone who reads these entries learns something about people, mostly that we never know what someone else is going through.

  

Feel free to stop by my facebook page:

  

www.facebook.com/pages/Dawn-Arsenaux/180288508725296

 

Robin Metz reads citation, presents Alex Kuo with Alumni Achievement Award on Founders Day 2010.

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Jane Hamilton, visiting professor in the English department, taught a J-Term class on creative writing during the 2012-20-13 school year. January 24th, 2013. Photo by Aaron Lurth

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Professor Tara Ison hosted the event.

 

The Creative Writing Program in the Department of English at ASU presented a reading and book signing by two of its stellar alumni: Dorothy Chan (MFA 2015) and Dana Diehl (MFA 2015).

 

About the Authors

Dorothy Chan is the author of Revenge of the Asian Woman (Diode Editions, Forthcoming March 2019), Attack of the Fifty-Foot Centerfold (Spork Press, 2018), and the chapbook Chinatown Sonnets (New Delta Review, 2017). She was a 2014 finalist for the Ruth Lilly and Dorothy Sargent Rosenberg Poetry Fellowship, and her work has appeared or is forthcoming in Academy of American Poets, The Cincinnati Review, The Common, Diode Poetry Journal, Quarterly West, and elsewhere. Chan is the Editor of The Southeast Review. Visit her website at dorothypoetry.com

 

Dana Diehl is the author of Our Dreams Might Align (Splice UK, 2018) and TV Girls (New Delta Review, 2018). Her collaborative short story collection, The Classroom, is forthcoming from Gold Wake Press in early 2019. She earned her MFA in Fiction at Arizona State University and her BA in Creative Writing at the Susquehanna University Writers Institute. She has been an artist in residence at the Sundress Academy for the Arts, Signal Fire, and the Rutgers Camden Summer Writers' Conference. She lives and works in Tucson.

 

Tuesday, Nov. 13, 2018

ASU Tempe campus

This event was open to the public and free.

This event was presented with the support of the Virginia G. Piper Center for Creative Writing.

 

We had the lethal pills. The world at end

Did not give us the time to say goodbye.

Thinking of ourselves, not of our friends,

 

We put our pets to sleep, we did misspend

The precious moments, hoping to deny

We had the lethal pills the world to end.

 

I had no strength and no way to suspend

This condemnation. I muttered my outcry

Thinking of ourselves, not of our friends.

 

You were at home. Your travel case at hand,

Calmly you folded clothes, your eyes dry:

We had the lethal pills the world to end.

 

“I’m leaving. There’s no reason to expend

What’s left in here: so hurry, we must fly.”

Thinking of ourselves, not of our friends,

We had the lethal pills the world to end.

 

(Villanelle by SiRiChandra)

  

Words of wisdom are sometimes found in strange places.

 

Follow this link to see this quote in full:

 

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Lester Public Library, Two Rivers, Wisconsin

SAA-uk joined Leeds Library in October 2014 for a day of culture to celebrate Black History Month. Presenting Bharatanatyam and Kathak dance, Indian classical music and poetry in Urdu and English.

 

Photos by Amardev Gahir

Uncanny Senior Symposium for Literature Majors was held in the Old Main Lincoln Room on Thursday, Feb. 27, 2020.

Print out this image and put together with the related pieces in this set to create a Figures of Speech bulletin board. Click here to see where to place each piece.

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