April 27,2022
Prompt: a duplex, per Jericho Brown The air so still it makes my heart thrum. I can hear the strumming robins’ wings as they dart and dip...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 27, 2022
- 1 min
April 26, 2022
On Writing a Novel If I knew how to write a novel, it would be about two sisters in a big, fractured family. They’re in the middle. One...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 27, 2022
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April 25, 2022
On Learning to Paint More often than not, I’ve simply stood in dumb awe at the world, unmoving, unable to speak, a gasp held tight in my...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 24, 2022
- 1 min
April 24, 2022
prompt: (created by myself): one line poem Waterproof Hiking Boots I wish mine were.
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 24, 2022
- 1 min
April 23, 2022
The bees seemed not to notice me but I could hear their thrumming from the high branches of the willow tree ---or from the switches...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 24, 2022
- 1 min
April 22, 2022
prompt: use repetition It was a lost day it was bright and bare a flood of white tulips flooding toward us the grass so green it hurt my...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 21, 2022
- 1 min
April 21,2022
And then there’s my other sister, my father’s first daughter, drifting, a sea-tossed medusa, tendrils trailing beneath the waves. Or I...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 21, 2022
- 1 min
April 20, 2022
Death Cleaning I always wished I were tidy as my sister, taking her books straight up the stairs to her room, never dropping her coat...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 19, 2022
- 1 min
April 19, 2022
Prompt: Start a poem with a command Look out, little stranger, little ick. There’s nothing for you here, just a ragged edge, a paper cut...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 18, 2022
- 1 min
April 18
Another attempt at the WNYC prompt, on Normalcy Normalcy O the shrill of daffodils beneath April’s cloud-clotted skies. But is the...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 18, 2022
- 1 min
April 17, 2022
Prompt: dogs. Apart from that Weimerauner, trained to kill who trapped me in the coat closet when I was eight years old. I'm sick of that...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 16, 2022
- 1 min
April 16, 2022
Prompt: from yesterday, write about something you’re disinterested in. She peppers me with questions, salts me down like a thick-cut...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 15, 2022
- 1 min
April 15, 2022
Everything Is Going to Be Amazing (take two) My sister, the night before she left for California, eighteen, unable to sleep for the...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 15, 2022
- 1 min
April 14, 2022
Everything Is Going to Be Amazing (prompt) Already, the bluebirds are back daffodils exerting themselves skyward the great glorious...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 14, 2022
- 1 min
April 13,2022
On Coming Back to the Country House Everything’s the same---last year’s dry weeds in a tangled spill, willow branches down again, leaves...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 14, 2022
- 1 min
April 12, 2022
Prompt, from WYNC’s National Poetry Month: write about normalcy. Alchemy Not often, every couple of months, there’d be a last-minute...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 14, 2022
- 1 min
April 11, 2022
Prompt at Peter’s suggestion. On Organizing the Kitchen Cupboards They weren’t as sticky as I’d feared except that swath under the honey....
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 12, 2022
- 1 min
April 10, 2022
Prompt: write a love poem. My addition: after Miklos Radnoti And still I cannot write about you. How can I write you a love poem, while...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 9, 2022
- 1 min
April 9, 2022
Prompt: write a nonet, in which the first line has nine syllables, the next eight, decreasing by one syllable each line. The sky,...
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Sarah Van Arsdale
- Apr 9, 2022
- 1 min
April 8, 2022
Prompt: write about your alternate self. She’s always first overboard, diving joyously into the deep, not saddled but buoyed by the tank...
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