4th Annual NAPOMO 30/30/30 :: DAY 30(!) :: Barrett Warner, Remembering Chris Toll
[script_teaser]And on the eleventh day, God created the Chris Toll.[/script_teaser][textwrap_image align="right"]http://www.theoperatingsystem.org/wp-content/uploads/2015/04/Screen-Shot-2015-04-27-at-12.03.46-PM.png[/textwrap_image] And on the fourteenth day, God destroyed him. Such was the brevity of his national spotlight, which was made possible when Adam Robinson’s Publishing Genius Press issued Toll’s principle collection, The
4th Annual NAPOMO 30/30/30 :: Day 27 :: Christine Trudeau on James Welch
[line]I was assigned James Welch’s Winter in the Blood a little over a year ago for a class. I was in shock to have just discovered Welch, a key figure for the Native American Renaissance, in my senior year as a
4th Annual NAPOMO 30/30/30 :: Day 18 :: Lauren Klotzman on bpNichol's First Screening
SUBJECT LINE: UNSENT TO Z___ 3/1/15 1:00 PM dear z___- i know that we really just met and maybe things have been a little intense over that extremely short time period, but i have to say i really like spending time with
4th Annual Poetry Month 30/30/30 :: Day 1 :: Diana Rickard on Akilah Oliver
[box]It's hard to believe that today's post marks the first of our FOURTH annual 30/30/30 series, and that when this month is over we will have seeded and scattered ONE HUNDRED and TWENTY of these love-letters, these stories of gratitude
3rd ANNUAL NAPOMO 30/30/30 :: DAY 17 :: SPARROW on PHILIP WHALEN
[line] I met Philip Whalen in 1976 at the Naropa Institute in Boulder, Colorado, where I was a student (22 years old). Philip co-taught a class with Allen Ginsberg called "Visiting Poetics." At that time Philip was a Zen monk, with a
AWP13 RECON :: EXQUISITE CORPSE and AFTERGLOW
If you happened by table Q13 this last week at AWP you'll know that we did our best to lure you with that ineffable combination of craft, collaboration, community, and, er
WORD / TECH :: ERIC MEYER's BEAUTIFUL, SURPRISING CULTURE BATTLE FIELD NOTES SERIES
A funny thing happened on the way to Naropa. And on the way back from Naropa. And in the utopian internet space we chose to turn into a rhizomatic, collaborative community after this summer's writing program ended. Online we gathered,
