When Students Make Me Smile
October 21, 2011
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When you receive letters like this, you feel like you’re in the right place, teaching the right material, working with the most exceptional students. Delight and gratitude to you, dear student. You can self identify if you wish!!!
What an exhilarating semester! The energy of poetry workshop expands my life and my writing. So out of bounds, I giggle. So much power in revision and the questions you and my classmates present. I stuffed a bag with your/their treasures. And I hear my own voice like a stranger’s. I have never written anything I could really let go, but you made me.
The Georgia Review fieldtrip was momentous. I needed to experience the place to reply to Laura McCullough. It felt like church, and I have forgotten the rituals. A Christmas/Easter Christian I blasphemed. It felt good.
Revision is possibility, detour, and destruction. This poetry course reminds me to breathe and to remember the joy of language as direct combat. More to learn and to unlearn. Thank you. Really, thank you.