pg 108 “Where is the angel for me to wrestle?
No driving snow in the glass bubble,
but mild September”
pg 112 "We're not suggesting you write badly and hope to disguise it in long lines; that can't be done."
pg 110 “ …war is not all
death it turns war is what little
thing you hold on to refugee and far from home”
Pg 109 “That is, if an end-stopped like occurs before the final like of the stanza, we still have that sense of tension, and want to read on.”
Pg 105 “There are no real rules for line breaks. Give the same paragraph of prose to five poets, and each might break it into interesting lines; but their versions probably won’t be identical”
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