Welcome to The Curve: Two Poems by Eric Duenez

  Happy Tuesday, everyone! Thank you for joining us for our second edition of WRB’s The Curve. This week, we have joining us Eric Duenez, with poems “Middle America” and “Dandelion by Default.” Thank you, Eric, for joining us, and thanks to all of you for the read.   MIDDLE AMERICA       Out here, this is…

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The Curve Launches Tomorrow (!!!) and Poetry in Motion Monday

  Happy late Monday, all! I hope you had a nice start to your week. Earlier today, over on our Like Page and in our Free Online Community, WRB made two announcements: Write around the Bend will now offer 1:1 consultations for creative writing applications to writing contests and fellowships, priced for writers-in-need, and WRB’s…

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Poetry in Motion Monday: Ada Limón

  Happy Monday, everyone! I hope you all had a nice weekend, and enjoyed the weather where you were. And Happy (late) Mother’s Day to those of you who celebrated! I believe that sometimes we need a moment, a person, or an object to speak to us, or to reach out to us, in a…

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Poetry in Motion Monday: Louise Mathias

  Happy Monday, friends! I hope you had a wonderful, hopefully beautiful weekend. But however good it was, we need good poetry, and powerhouse fiction, and helpful prompts. Starting off our new week is the lovely Louise Mathias, and her daffodil light.   LARREA   Moved the jackrabbit from the road, laid her under a…

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Happy Poem-in-Your Pocket Day!

  Hi everyone!! I hope you’re enjoying your day. As a part of National Poetry Month, today (April 27) was Poem-in-Your-Pocket Day, for which you could carry a poem in your pocket, and read it or share it with others around you whenever you want! So, on behalf of Write around the Bend, I spent…

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Poetry in Motion Monday: Diane Seuss

  Hi everyone! Happy (late) Monday! I know it’s been a really long time since we did this… I’m currently working on a piece called “The Rock I’ve Been Living Under” for my author site to discuss some of the reason I’ve been so MIA the last few months… but just the same, I wish…

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Poetry in Motion Monday: Larissa Szporluk

  IO REMEMBERS There is no sound at all on this wild upland. The horses have stopped falling in their great arc through the air. The panic that carried their necks over the crag became, early on, in their legs, regret. The dark knowing that spoils the morning enters them now, showing them how, like…

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