So many things are so crappy right now. But watching Amanda Whitworth’s work here — appreciating the instrument or language (?) of her body, and also of the work of her collaborators, the cinematographer and composer — transports me not exactly “away” from all that’s crappy, but . . . I don’t know . . . into a dimension or a facet of possibility. I don’t even know what that means. Maybe only a body could say, wordlessly.
Break the sound barrier.
Poetry, Humor, Angst
a writer's guide to typewriters
a high humidity journal of poetry
Queer Literary Journal
Quarterly poetry, fiction and creative nonfiction
rhetoric, disability, knitting, skating, tiny dogs
Committed to poets, poems and literary citizenship
a retreat for women writers in Homer, Alaska
Levity (n.) humor or frivolity, especially the treatment of a serious matter with humor or in a manner lacking due respect.
Poet & Writer
AUTHOR, EDITOR & WORD-SLINGER
A selfish poet
Open distance teaching and learning
In everything that my students and I do together, we strive to find ways to use reading and writing to make the world outside of our classroom a better place for all of us to be
Don't need to be cool to be kind.
Connecting Readers and Writers Across the World
Liz Ahl 