Shane Schick
@shaneschick
“You must change your life.” Poems in Juniper, Stanchion Zine, Shō Poetry Journal & elsewhere. My wife is a priest. DadX3.
ICYMI, my latest poem was recently featured in @SoFloPoJo and was inspired by my 14-year-old (who told me, thrillingly, that he loved this poem).
There is currently no edge-of-my-seat suspense greater than waiting for someone to finish typing their Slack replies.
Suddenly visualizing a Tarantino-style movie version of this.
If I'm being honest, what I would do for a Toblerone and what I would do to a Toblerone are virtually identical.
I'm going on a picnic and I'm going to bring . . . Charles Simic!
Like many on her, I only knew Jane through comments and DMs but I appreciated the friendship. RIP
from the inimitable Jane Greer-- Things are ending, or have ended, or will end. The pearls are strung with care, it is quite clear. There is no nothingness—but she can almost, some days, picture the world without her in it. newversereview.com/2-1-jane-greer Eternal memory.
Pick out any bygone literary era. Do you think great writing necessarily conforms to the critical consensus of that moment? Of course not. Then why uphold contemporary market preferences as anything but similarly ephemeral? Write as though you bestride all time.
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I've started a new poetic movement called The New Passion, & if you think I'm kidding, expand this whole post: What is The New Passion? In a world of 24-7 judgment, a culture that asks people, especially young people, to internalize a continuous self-policing of the…
"The pen, the pot of ink, the strewn pages." Goodnight from Raymond Carver.
Saw a submission call asking for writers to send poems that "perform Olympic feats with language." Bro, I'm lucky if I achieve Little League feats with language.
I need to remind myself of this advice all the time.
You have put a lot of pressure on yourself to get it right. Express it the wrong way. Make it dishonest and say the wrong things. Make the poem suck. Something in you will rise up and revolt at what you're doing and you will end up finding the right way to do it.
Sven Birkerts never misses, and this latest essay collection is no exception.
Read for an hour, write a blog post. Interview someone, write an article. Eat, mop the floors and pitch ideas. Walk, think, write an outline for an eBook. Honestly, there are worse ways to spend your days. #freelancelife
"and there you are a summer that isn't ending." Good night from Joy Ladin (in @AmPoetryReview.
Just reread some poems I wrote a while back (and dismissed as mediocre). With fresh eyes I realize they're absolutely worth submitting. Time may not heal all wounds, but it can alleviate self-censorship.
Didn't have to ask me twice!
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