Conversant, too?

The occasional ramblings of a Columbus, Ohio poet.

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Rose M. Smith is a shy, quiet poet who's lived most of her life in Columbus, Ohio--a conversational voice heavily informed by human situations and emotion. Voted "poet most unlike herself at the mic," she has been known to silence an unruly room when her poems begin to speak. Her work has appeared in Chiron Review, The Iconoclast, Good Foot, Pavement Saw, Concrete Wolf, Boston Literary Magazine, The Examined Life, Main Street Rag, and The Pedestal Magazine, and other journals and anthologies. Rose reads throughout the midwest--she'll make a jaunt cross country if she's needed (you pay for it). She has been called "a quiet visionary spanning the worlds of performance poetry and literary print! challenging and enriching the norms of both. She is an associate editor at Pudding House Publications and author of Shooting the Strays (Pavement Saw Press, 2003) and A Woman You Know (Pudding House Publications, 2005) and is featured in the Poets' Greatest Hits collection now managed bt Kattywampus Press. Rose is a Cave Canem Fellow.

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

Wonderful People

It has been wonderful over the last several days to see that there are some of you who appreciate poetry and support the endeavors of your Columbus, Ohio NPS team. Where would we be without you? IF YOU'D LIKE TO MAKE A DONATION to support Columbus, Ohio representation at the National Poetry Slam, you can do so at the team blog site. Just click here. And while you're there, feel free to leave a word of encouragement. We like that.

Preparations continue. We are practicing, working hard to finalize our funds base, and trying to breathe and keep at our day jobs at the same time. The days are full of new information: The teams for our preliminary bouts in Albuquerque have been chosen and this will be no cake walk. Nationals level competition never is. But we are YOUR Columbus nats team and we WILL take the heat to the microphone in the name of the Big C.

Not much time to go on here. Chapbook is very near beginning of production queue. Big surprise on the horizon as well, but I'll announce that when it becomes reality. In the meantime, I've got to work on my voice.... give her some lemon water or ginger tea (thanks, Jennifer), and see if I can perform without croaking--or squeaking . I listen to myself and geesh! How do people actually listen to my voice?! I want them to get past it to hear the words.

My little fingers are wearin' to the bone these days. There's a story behind that, but I'll save it for another time. For now... thank you, every single one of you who visits this page, whether you comment or not. I love you folks.

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