For me, writing is a practice. It’s something I do nearly every day, and I incorporate a variety of methods to expand and deepen my skills. Before I approached poetry as a practice, I only wrote when visited by “the muse.” Once inspired, I’d write and write and write until the energy petered out. Then …
A timely, beautiful poem with a beautiful message. Enjoy! Revelation by Marilyn Kratz, Yankton The winds of fall have swept away brown leaves from old elm trees And now reveal what summer’s green had hidden from my gaze. Abandoned nests, their builders flown, stand out in stark relief, Mute evidence of secret toil that filled …
Coming from the Greek word for mask, persona poems, also known as dramatic monologues, draw freely in their craft and technique from the genres of playwriting, fiction, and poetry, making them, to my mind, a hybrid-genre form rich with exciting cross-genre possibilities. Paradoxically, the dramatic monologue, or persona poem, emerges from a tricky welding together …
Congratulations to Roberta Haar and Bill Quist for winning the annual contest in the portrait category! First Place 50, today by Roberta Haar What part of me is 50? What specks, particles, motes or grist over the years? Hair keeps growing molecule by molecule while cells replenish from time to time. Nails renewed. Even nerves …
One of the many stories my dad told me about growing up in a farm community in Roanoke, Illinois, was how helpful the people were when catastrophe struck. Everybody pitches in to keep their neighbor afloat. As every farmer knows, when it rains on a field of harvested but unbaled wheat, the whole crop is …
A timely, beautiful poem with a beautiful message. Enjoy! Revelation by Marilyn Kratz The winds of fall have swept away brown leaves from old elm trees And now reveal what summer’s green had hidden from my gaze. Abandoned nests, their builders flown, stand out in stark relief, Mute evidence of secret toil that filled the …
Here are some more poems that were read at our recent poetry reading. Enjoy! Sidewalk Impressionist -From Fall 2016 Pasque Petals by Brooklyn Gross Kids stampede over my slender fingers, But they don’t break my bones. Bicyclists roll over my palms, Their tires leaving no imprint on my skin. My invisible hands lie on the …
SDSPS is in the process of getting more poetry up on our site, and I thought that it would be fun to feature poetry that was shared at our recent reading for the next two blog posts. So, here are three poems from SDSPS publications that were read at the reading: All a-winter-ling -From Pasque …
Marcella Remund, who lives in Vermillion and teaches at USD, has been writing poems for years but only recently begun publishing. Drawing on rich religious and cultural tradition, her poems are concerned with language, feminism, and emotion. Here’s a poem of hers from the online journal Stirring, from Sundress Publications: RELIC I keep this shard …
Lindy Obach is originally from North Dakota but now resides in Sioux Falls and teaches for the University of South Dakota at the University Center. Her poems about growing up on a farm in the Dakotas in the late 20th century will resonate with other Dakotans, and her explorations of emotion and relationships, particularly within …
