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Julie's 5 Most Frequently Used Notebook Strategies, Julie Patterson Oct 2011

Julie's 5 Most Frequently Used Notebook Strategies, Julie Patterson

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People always ask, “How do you come up with ideas for writing?” So I analyzed my writer’s notebook and identified my most frequently used strategies for recording, nurturing and thinking about story content.


Philanthro-Trekking In Basa Village, Nepal, Jeff Rasley Jun 2011

Philanthro-Trekking In Basa Village, Nepal, Jeff Rasley

Scholarship and Professional Work - LAS

Article for Real Travel Adventures about hiking in Nepal and working with Basa Village.


A Resting Place In Nepal, Jeff Rasley Apr 2011

A Resting Place In Nepal, Jeff Rasley

Scholarship and Professional Work - LAS

Guest blog for Around the World Blog on the author’s travels in Nepal.


A Change To Violence, Jeff Rasley Apr 2011

A Change To Violence, Jeff Rasley

Scholarship and Professional Work - LAS

Guest blog for Around the World Blog on the safety of Nepal.


Interview With Bringing Progress To Paradise Author Jeff Rasley, Jeff Rasley Apr 2011

Interview With Bringing Progress To Paradise Author Jeff Rasley, Jeff Rasley

Scholarship and Professional Work - LAS

Interview with Travelanthropist about the author’s experience in the Himalayas and Basa Village.


6 Ways To Celebrate Student Writing, Susan C. Adamson Jan 2011

6 Ways To Celebrate Student Writing, Susan C. Adamson

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Susan Adamson, executive director of the Indiana Partnership for Young Writers, shares a few of her favorite strategies for celebrating student writing at the end of a unit of study.


Serve And Volley, Micah Riecker Jan 2011

Serve And Volley, Micah Riecker

On Earth As It Is

It’s Sunday and You’re inundated but I’m not asking for anything except a few moments of your time. Your eyes, Lord, and an ear, if I may.


Dear God, Ethel Rohan Jan 2011

Dear God, Ethel Rohan

On Earth As It Is

I remember, as a girl, I could fly. I also remember You visited often. Not a luminous light, or an apparition, or anything I could hear or touch. You were a presence, a comfort, a knowing. Back then, I didn't need faith. I had certainty.


Two Poems, Danniel Schoonebeek Jan 2011

Two Poems, Danniel Schoonebeek

On Earth As It Is

The word for what you want from me is novena,which means

nine days I will shave your beard and tell you: what falls

wants to rest with what falls, which is why your beard

wants to rest with the leaves in the trash bag, and why

when the leaves fall, what you want is to rest with me.


After Eden, Tracey S. Rosenberg Jan 2011

After Eden, Tracey S. Rosenberg

On Earth As It Is

Why are you laughing as you send me away? I'm not done.

There are fresh grasses I want to roll in,

buzzing fizzing fairies to chase like a spring kitten

(I promise to set them free, every last one).

When you let me come in, there was no one else you wanted.


December 17, 1977, Mattox Roesch Jan 2011

December 17, 1977, Mattox Roesch

On Earth As It Is

Lord, the storm woke me tonight, at least, that’s what I remember.


Prayer, Jake Ricafrente Jan 2011

Prayer, Jake Ricafrente

On Earth As It Is

Our state—of books, condition, the body politic—

Is disrepaired, or worse, and wanting light to spill

Past veils, the banks of secrecy (chadors, Swiss laws,

And airy fabrication: all the latent bric-

A-brac of want), I probe the minor predicated clause,

Some ancient honey fungus, a continental shelf

For aims, designs. The world is tired of itself.


Two, Megan Mcshea Jan 2011

Two, Megan Mcshea

On Earth As It Is

Precisely this fogged window, which prevails in the cold, wet night, blinks out onto an uninhabited land of Other People?s houses and in sight of all that forgotten real estate, along with all the amiable conversations on phones across America and evenings shared in movie houses, around the corner from a recent homicide, down the block from wild lots and weeds, great unknowns, colossal, all evolving along with Darwin and his species. One?s life, assumed to be finite, ticking away. Night covers things up but you can still hear the rain.


Three Poems, Victoria Bosch Murray Jan 2011

Three Poems, Victoria Bosch Murray

On Earth As It Is

The doctor asks where it hurts.

With the tip of a borrowed pen you trace the absent rib,

that Biblical scar, tickle the edge

of the raised ridge, a vacant dune between

land and sea just below your left breast—

like asking where pleasure starts,

where whiskey settles, when you first knew

his hand in your heart.


Acts Of Reparation To The Virgin Mary, Brian Oliu Jan 2011

Acts Of Reparation To The Virgin Mary, Brian Oliu

On Earth As It Is

Our Lady of Guadalupe

Of course it would be to you—you, dark-haired, you, an image of you on the forearm of a girl that I loved for a second or three, some time between the nights by the ice counting rotations and the time the girl called me from the house of a woman she met while jailed. She would talk to higher men in exchange for a sheet to pull over her arms, over her shoulders for a few nights. Of course we did not count the rotations. Of course she ignored you on her arm despite my ...


Guru, Amy Minton Jan 2011

Guru, Amy Minton

On Earth As It Is

It has come to my attention through the wisdom of Guru Jaua Opi that directly behind my navel exists a terrifying labyrinth of decaying gas pipes, one of which is leaking a weak blue flame.

The Guru says, This is your life force. Or I think he said that. His accent is very heavy and the screeching war planes overhead mute all sound for a minute and a half, but he keeps talking. It holds the fire, I think he says. He pounds his own navel. What does your flame look like?


Two Poems, Nancy Scott Jan 2011

Two Poems, Nancy Scott

On Earth As It Is

The glue holding the kitchen chair legs

is gone; dried in some season

I didn't see coming or going

and the windows need washing again.


Ok The Damned, Gabriel Blackwell Jan 2011

Ok The Damned, Gabriel Blackwell

On Earth As It Is

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Two Poems, James Bishop Jan 2011

Two Poems, James Bishop

On Earth As It Is

God,

Who created the dimpled planets,
who created my own cracked ass,
who numbers the hairs on my head,
who watched the liquid earth pass

below Port-au-Prince,
who sat drumming to the hum of the cherubim
while a city collapsed.


Meditation 3 No. 38, Shane Anderson Jan 2011

Meditation 3 No. 38, Shane Anderson

On Earth As It Is

Eel, harpoon curries, antlered in darkness to in on foreskin ornately flaking, foreskin tenderly peppered, against cap-a-pie mirrored swords also, ornately left oh dear out, inkhorn fish left in, coat hangers could coagulate fat could deflower inside warmth more flower; eels antlered in darkness galore when ornately could coagulate fiddlesticks in oily and deer lick could flower forever; this beyond caked ornately flaking in tenderly stacking, antlered in sparkling so ornately or harpoons if itching around also bladders more unless stewed eels sharpen, eels ornately even between cap-a-pie sharpened, harpoons not in below could mirror fat flake, blankets could but ...


Benision Before Your Venison, My Dear, Gordon Mcdermott Jan 2011

Benision Before Your Venison, My Dear, Gordon Mcdermott

On Earth As It Is

Quello infinito e ineffabil bene

What continues from that leastless

yeasty body, that sunny-

science in the bleb of the ‘that’,

no, —the that—

which is directed, like light, to a loved body

inductivly, indelably, and reductivly

rendered to be that

which had once meant who

as in ‘Our Father which

art in Heaven’

—which body was bread


Lighter Than Air, Nikki Magennis Jan 2011

Lighter Than Air, Nikki Magennis

On Earth As It Is

On April the 20th, 2008, Padre Adelir Antonio de Carli took off from the town of Paranagua in a chair attached to a thousand helium balloons. The lower half of his body was found in the Atlantic two months later.


Double Columns Prayer, Ira Lightman Jan 2011

Double Columns Prayer, Ira Lightman

On Earth As It Is

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Two Poems, Anthony A. Lee Jan 2011

Two Poems, Anthony A. Lee

On Earth As It Is

The Sermon

(there were two of them, interrupted by a moment of contemplation)

was on the impossibility

of imagining death or anything

after that—only

hotel rooms and penthouse windows,

shoes empty on the floor,

the private pool below the balcony

blue in its shininess,

the lapping of the ocean tide

on the rocky shoreline, its pleasant whisper—

which obviously is not enough.


2 Poems, Marion Deutsche Cohen Jan 2011

2 Poems, Marion Deutsche Cohen

On Earth As It Is

"“Time should be more elastic”

more topological.

Space too.

Pain, while necessary to alert and keep us alive

shouldn't hurt so much.


Practice, Ray Vukcevich Jan 2011

Practice, Ray Vukcevich

On Earth As It Is

Meditation is hard. You try, you fail. There is that straight spine business, and the folding of the legs, and the breathing -- in and out, in and out, and the way words just keep poking their noses into your mental tent, dragging your attention away from the movement of air through one nostril or the other, sometimes both, all the aches and pains to ignore or embrace. Yes, it's a struggle, but the rewards are great -- the control of time itself, the wonderful realization that all the moments of your existence don't necessarily occur in any particular order ...


The Santa Who Laughs, Chantel Tattoli Jan 2011

The Santa Who Laughs, Chantel Tattoli

On Earth As It Is

There are faces of toast bearing your visage on Ebay. MARY IS MY HOMEGIRL tee shirts. A flash drive in your image Mary marketed for its capacity to keep 512 MB of data en womb: “Oh Maria, keep my data safe” engraved on your halo and your LED heart red-blinking while data transfers over. But you are too much a saint to mind it. Or maybe you’ve learned to take cruel jokes. That?


Center Of The Universe, Joe Sullivan Jan 2011

Center Of The Universe, Joe Sullivan

On Earth As It Is

Raining this morning, and

she’s sick again, lying

next to you, as a

mini-you. I’m putting

my clothes on in the

dark again, about to

leave, about to wonder

how your day will evolve.


Grace, Brooks Sterritt Jan 2011

Grace, Brooks Sterritt

On Earth As It Is

At the table, ready to eat. I hope they don’t ask me to bless the food. They do. “Be present at our table…” Nervous. Can they hear doubt in my voice? Everpresent, effervescent Lord, we beseech thee to pencil us in for a brief moment of conscience-assuagement and dietary protection. “...be here and everywhere adored...” How great thou art: here, there, and everywhere, hence it should be effortless to come down, enter into my consciousness for a yoctosecond.


God In Ocean City, New Jersey, Christine Fadden Jan 2011

God In Ocean City, New Jersey, Christine Fadden

On Earth As It Is

Sometimes, God, summer weighs on me like wet ropes. My lungs seize trying to have the most fun in the world before school starts. September is Hell and we all die and go there after Labor Day. Yesterday, I saw my English teacher stuffing her bright red face with pink cotton candy. She is supposed to be reading books all summer, not coming here—wearing her hair down and eating the same things I do. I felt like the boardwalk was going to explode one splinter at a time under my feet, even though yesterday was the kind of day ...