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“Some part of art is the art of waiting”

The poet Ted Kooser — who won the Pulitzer Prize after he retired — knows something about art and waiting. However, that doesn’t mean he’s a calm poet. His poem “Memory” starts like this: “Spinning up dust and cornhusks as it crossed the … Continue reading

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“Maybe imagination is just a form of memory, locked deep in . . . eternity.”

The poet Ron Wallace can be described as “part Emily Dickinson and part Harpo Marx” because of his dark wit, which you can see in the opening of this sonnet: The Bad Sonnet It stayed up late, refused to go to … Continue reading

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