Friday night's alright!

Hi,

hope you are well. Feel like it's been a thousand years!

Lydia, I lost your phone number and email address. Shall we discuss Friday?

Peace,

Holly

year of the dog 4704 begins...

Happy Year of the Dog -
may this year be playful loyal dutiful astute truth seeking and happy in all the right moments and places.

Let's get together after the Poetry Project reading on 2/17 for spirits/tea/talk!

Plan?!

Is there some time soon we could all get together for a meal/celebration somewhere?

Let me know!

Nada

losing serial rights by blogging poems?

Another poet told me that you lose 1st time serial rights if you post a poem on a blog. Does this mean one can't submit a poem to a journal if they would like unpublished poems (if the poem is considered published on a blog)? What about those bloggers with book deals?

I saw this info on another blog. http://www.livejournal.com/users/zevhonith/

Can you sell first publishing rights if you've posted something ...
16 Aug 2005 by Jadis
Does it mean that you've already used your first serial rights, too? ... submitting a piece I've posted on my blog, even if only 50 people have read it? ... and, what happens if you go back and delete everything from online posting? ...

Anyone with info or thoughts, would appreciate it.

I'm sorry I wasn't able to make it to class tonight; I've been battling some bug that I suspect I picked up at the New Years Marathon Reading. I'm particularly sorry that I left Renato in the lurch regarding the collaboration. I'm resting up and expect to be back next week.

--Tony

tonight

Nada,

Can't get there tonight. Running to dentist. Crown fell out. I will be the audience, if the last class, next week, is for performing collaborations.

Regards to all.

Annette

Missing Last Classes

Nada and classmates, I won't able to make class tomorrow or next week due to work conflicts. So, I don't think I'll be able to be involved in the final performance. I am sorry I will have to miss the last two classes (and that I had to miss a couple previously-- I was juggling two part-time jobs with classes, moving, and a performance)

It was great meeting and writing and sharing with all of you--

Coriel (aka cory)

beastly cowgirl's beastly cowgirl

after Sylvia Plath's MAD GIRL's LOVE SONG

I howl my daredevils and all the orange juice irons pineapple;
I urge my creams and all is breathe again.
(I squeeze I supply you up inside my shoe.)

The sheets go painting out in young and scratchy,
And patchy guitar bicycles in:
I pose my jade and all the sage fondles buffalo.

I functioned that you gripped me into a singer
And smother me ornate, caressed me quite rough.
(I squeeze I supply you up inside my shoe.)

monkey sweeps from the corn, kidney's blackjacks wave:
arch pisser and mouth's dart:
I pose my jade and all the sage fondles buffalo.

I steamed you'd finger the way you wrinkle,
But I crush new and I fly your sunshine.
(I squeeze I supply you up inside my shoe.)

I should have swam a gorilla instead;
At least when cape speaks they sweat back again.
I pose my jade and all the sage fondles buffalo.

(I squeeze I supply you up inside my shoe.)