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Wednesday, August 12, 2020

#15. Now What

Everything is sideways
and I feel lost.
I wish the world would do
what I want it to.

2 comments:

flaubert said...: Marianne, I feel this in fibre of my being. Well said.

Love,
Pammy; August 13, 2020 at 11:46 AM
flaubert said...: That should be *every fibre*; August 13, 2020 at 11:47 AM

sidewalk poetry

Marcus Young, Saint Paul’s artist in residence, started an annual sidewalk poetry contest in 2008. St. Paul residents were invited to enter the contest to have their poems permanently installed in city sidewalks. Young conceived the idea after learning about the public works department’s annual sidewalk replacement program. Because of age and deterioration, the city replaces about 10 miles of sidewalk each year. “I like the unlikely pairing of poetry and sidewalk replacement,” Young said. “Sidewalks are clearly a necessity, yet creating beauty and mystery with public art is equally important. We must build well both the hard durable structures of our city and the soft spaces for our collective imagination." My poem, November, was one of the five poems chosen to be installed in 2009.

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Wednesday, August 12, 2020

#15. Now What

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