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Natalie Diaz reading from her poetry.
The ASU Department of English celebrated our 2017-2018 graduates and award-winners! Our featured speaker was assistant professor Natalie Diaz, who performed a reading from her poetry.
Diaz was born and raised in the Fort Mojave Indian Village in Needles, California, on the banks of the Colorado River. She is Mojave and an enrolled member of the Gila River Indian Tribe. Her first poetry collection, When My Brother Was an Aztec, was published by Copper Canyon Press. She is a Lannan Literary Fellow and a Native Arts Council Foundation Artist Fellow. She was awarded a Bread Loaf Fellowship, the Holmes National Poetry Prize, a Hodder Fellowship, and a PEN/Civitella Ranieri Foundation Residency, as well as being awarded a US Artists Ford Fellowship. Diaz teaches at the Arizona State University Creative Writing MFA program. She splits her time between the east coast and Mohave Valley, Arizona, where she works to revitalize the Mojave language.
May 8th, 2018
ASU Tempe campus
Wish You Were Here was an English PEN pilot project in partnership with Islington Word2012 festival. Letters were sent from students in a London school to young people of similar ages in a school in Freetown, Sierra Leone. We commissioned photographs of the letters once they’d arrived in the hands of their recipients. The project celebrated global citizenship through creative writing, encouraging an exchange of ideas through literature.
Photo: Bex Singleton
By Sylvia Plath -
I am silver and exact. I have no preconceptions.
What ever you see I swallow immediately
Just as it is, unmisted by love or dislike.
I am not cruel, only truthful—-
The eye of a little god, four-cornered.
Most of the time I meditate on the opposite wall.
It is pink, with speckles. I have looked at it so long
I think it is a part of my heart. But it flickers.
Faces and darkness separate us over and over.
Now I am a lake. A woman bends over me,
Searching my reaches for what she really is.
Then she turns to those liars, the candles or the moon.
I see her back, and reflect it faithfully.
She rewards me with tears and an agitation of hands.
I am important to her. She comes and goes.
Each morning it is her face that replaces the darkness.
In me she has drowned a young girl, and in me an old woman
Rises toward her day after day, like a terrible fish.
17/05/2024. London, United Kingdom. Akshata Murty, the Prime Ministers wife hosts Lessons at 10 focused on fantasy themed creative writing in partnership with the British Library with children St Josephs College in Stoke on Trent. Picture by Simon Dawson / No 10 Downing Street
Scholars K-8 fourth-graders worked with Young Audiences Hip Hop poet Bomani to write poetry about subjects they were covering in class, including science, the writing process, and math and finances.
Knox College students in the Senior Writing Portfolio course went 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; at the Sandburg site, students walking on stepping stones with Sandburg quotes. More on writing at Knox: www.knox.edu/academics/majors-and-minors/creative-writing
University of Salford English professor, Antony Rowland, has triumphed in a major poetry competition which attracted over 1,500 entries to snatch a £10,000 prize.
www.salford.ac.uk/home-page/news/2012/salford-lecturer-wi...
Heavy notes in heavy
boats of sound
Movement, both too much
and too little
too rocky too brittle
singing just a little
All trains no stops
just voices no boasting
Strange requests
too forceful
too exciting
too much shaking
I am jittery
Nothing more to
Say but “Ok let’s
do it”
Shaking in the past
Now settling slowly
and suddenly dropping
and drifting and
drifting through
sand and air
stuck without a stick
Now more now
more sullen oh
depth of perplexity
oh vast specters of
width and shrill
with painful contortion
who sings but the
singer and who
writes but him who
sounds the notes that
all sing together
and all alone
Why the sound
why the movement
yet stillness and
quiet inside and out
all around
Continuously producing
not products but value
I am the valuation
I am the sign and I
speak both too much
and too little and
the lines are short
because the pages
are narrow and beauty
beauty is hollow and
I rest inside of it
sitting leaning cleaning
myself as I watch
how it all happens
It all happens so
slowly but quick
nevertheless and I
am lost in the
sound of time
with the timeless
pulse of language
stringing words together
intimately words with
words and you with
me and others and
I with others deeply
but hollow sharing
sounds and kindness
Now fast and vast
the nasty chime of
broken worn-out strings
and worn-out and
warm hearts
May I sit there
or should I stand
and will you kneel
for me that is
the question is vast
and perturbing and
what I want as
I sway and shake
and tremble
trembling will you
tremble with me
or will I tremble for
you and you will
tremble for me
by yourself but not
for yourself and
why was that the
wrong response yet
it continues so loudly
and proudly how
do I partake
how do I participate
And why so much
more and more and
the tracks are being
rolled out further as
if they didn’t want to end
at all but had to
eventually like a note
that sounds but knows
it will come to rest
with the rest in the
heart why lover and
child can’t you hear
how sad this all is
sad and beautiful do you
want it would you
say “Let’s do it!”
Sing with me before
I die and we die
and I must sing and
cry because singing
is not enough
And the words flow
as the music unfolds
folds contracts and
folds into the contours
of your face the
face of God the
savior where we
wait and rest and
will you kneel for
me and do I want
you to do I really
really want it even
if it perturbs me
and makes me feel
ashamed
Knox College students in the Senior Writing Portfolio course went 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; at the Sandburg site, walking past a bust of Sandburg by sculptor Lonnie Stewart. More on writing at Knox: www.knox.edu/academics/majors-and-minors/creative-writing
The On Edge Reading Series with Phinder Dulai and Colin Browne @ Emily Carr University - Nov. 21, 2013
© Karen Hansen Photography
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A fake catapult!!! This thing was the coolest thing in the world. Too bad I had a short dress on, otherwise I would have totally climbed into it.
The Toolbox comes with several kinds of sticks to get your writing going: First Sentence, Non Sequitir, and Las Resort.
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This made our day:
B.C. Bookworld called The Writer's Studio "the hotbed on the rise." They also said Janie Chang, one of our grads, is "making a splash" with her debut novel, Three Souls.
Congratulations, Janie!