Conversant, too?

The occasional ramblings of a Columbus, Ohio poet.

My Photo
Name:
Location: Columbus, Ohio, United States

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.

Monday, November 14, 2005

Ever Been Stuck on a Stanza?

That's me today. I have about five poems in the works, and in each one I am stuck on a single stanza. The genesis. The seed. But the growth of the truth within the poem eludes me.

Perhaps today is a day for freewriting, but my mind is spinning a such a rate that I'm constantly listening for that next thought while it has gone on to consider my reality. Is this what's called writer's block? Or is it the absence of Writer's Block? My weekly inspiration sometimes comes from the energy that we shared at our weekly poetry events... the joy, the levity, sometimes the anger. Surviving this hiatus will be difficult.

Larry's tonight. Larry's inspires in a different way. But maybe with Maggie Anderson at the mic I will get a poetic adrenalin shot, you think? Let's hope. There is always hope.

Today's mood: Strange recovery
Today's music: Touch (spoken word) by Scott Woods

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

The hiatus has removed the punctuation in my poetry week. I have to write all the time. I have mostly myself as judge.

Too bad I can't get out to Larry's tonight. Maybe sometime in Dec.

10:30 AM  

Post a Comment

<< Home