Archive for April, 2014

Farewell Cruellest Month! National Poetry Month Ends at 5Writers.com

WOW! What a month! We’ve made it, sadly, to the end of yet another fantastic National Poetry Month at 5Writers.com. I think it’s been tremendous! We heard how poetry has contributed to the work of screenwriters, essayists, and novelists, and we were gifted with a glimpse into life on the page for two poets in love. Last […]

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Confessional and Contemporary: Poems, Life, and Elizabeth Bishop

By Dominique Traverse Locke 5Writers is pleased to welcome back Dominique Traverse Locke, author of The Goodbye Child and No More Hard Times for her second guest blog appearance.  “Read this,” I say to my husband, who, in all his infinite wisdom, knows translates to, “I wrote a poem. Fix whatever’s wrong with it.” And he does. When asked […]

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Special Edition: The Poem’s the Thing (Poetry as Theater)

by Jennie Jarvis   When I was in middle school and high school (you know, that time when I thought my perspective on the world was all that mattered in the Universe), I spent a lot of time writing. I had Feelings (capital F), and I wanted to get them out. Since I went to a […]

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A Fiction Writer’s Appreciation for Poetry by Brad Windhauser

A Fiction Writer’s Appreciation for Poetry by Brad Windhauser What happens to a dream deferred? Does it dry up like a raisin in the sun? Or fester like a sore– And then run? Does it stink like rotten meat? Or crust and sugar over– like a syrupy sweet? Maybe it just sags like a heavy […]

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The Image Abides by Emilia Fuentes Grant

5writers.com is delighted to welcome back Emilia Fuentes Grant as a guest writer for this month! The Image Abides By Emilia Fuentes Grant This month is Poetry Month (as I’m sure you are aware) and we five writers are writing on the influence of poetry in our lives and our work. Poetry was my first […]

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Welcome to the Cruellest Month!

by Ron Hayes In the immortal words of one of my personal faves (and, clearly, MY miglior fabbro): Frisch weht der Wind Der Heimat zu, Mein Irisch kind, Wo Weilest du? And it’s true. Fresh winds are blowing. The cruellest month is upon us. And here we are again, one year later, one year older and, […]

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