I wouldn’t write at all if it weren’t
for myriad writers before me whose works showed me what was possible. The poems
of this series are small offerings of respect, of thanks, to those muses. –
Brian Beatty
William Carlos Williams
There were no white
chickens the night
I followed my muse out
into that lightning storm.
And the wheelbarrow
hunched in prayer against the side
of the house was red
due to rust.
– Brian Beatty
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Brian's recent collections of poetry are Dust and Stars: Miniatures and Brazil, Indiana.
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Imagist poetry broke open writing for me. WCW, specifically, had a lightness of touch I aspire to.
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