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August 22, 2013
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Think of your favorite meal. Write a poem about the recipe, describing how each ingredient and every action contributes to the final whole. Evoke the five senses--from the sound of a whisk to the smell of paprika. Explore what this meal means to you and why. Write vibrantly, unless gruel is your thing.

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Poetry harnesses the power of metaphors and similes to reach a part of humanity that is inaccessible to all other forms of communication. Think about someone you love. Spend fifteen minutes making a list of their notable attributes--both flattering and incriminating. Describe those attributes using simple metaphors and similes to explain the complex feelings this person evokes within you.

Wine is bottled poetry. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson
August 24, 2013
10:30 pm

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When I was a kid alone at home, I beat a dozen eggs and wanted to add something. I thought about my favorite things and figured... why not.... I spooned in some Nestles Quik and made chocolate scambled eggs. I shoveled in the first bite and knew something was terribly wrong. The trash can even grumbled when I dump them in it. No one ever asked about the missing eggs. Who knew not everything taste great together even if they both taste great. Not me apparently. 

I am a man with one distinguishing manner. I view life as a nonstop roll by circus. Whatever my senses signal to my brain, it is received as humor.
August 25, 2013
11:35 am

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Lol, great story. I once made cookies and argued with my mom when she said we had no flour. I made the cookies and added what I thought was all purpose flour and just about gagged when I tasted the flat weird chocolate cookies... It was corn flour. Nasty as hell.

Wine is bottled poetry. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson
September 2, 2013
12:12 pm

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Windows, like frames for photos and paintings, provide a context to the vast world around us. Sit by your favorite window and write a poem about life beyond the glass: diaphanous oak leaves spangled in sunlight, fatigued men hanging from a garbage truck, chirping songbirds flitting through summer rain, a hunched elderly woman who feels forgotten. Remember: This is your window as defined by your life. Give yourself thirty minutes. 


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The center of our families, our homes, and our most treasured conversations occur at the kitchen table. We discuss the vibrant color of sautéed asparagus, the deep laugh of a deceased grandfather, or sit quietly, alone, worrying about our children at 3am. Write a poem about your kitchen table, and the food, voices, and thoughts it has experienced over the years.

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Wine is bottled poetry. ~ Robert Louis Stevenson

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