November 4, 2021
This essay is part of a series in which Seattle Arts & Lectures partners with Poetry Northwest to present reflections on visiting writers from the SAL Poetry Series. On Friday, November 5, Sherwin...
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October 29, 2021
Words. Everywhere and nowhere. Everything begins with them, a poem, a friendship, a thought. To have silence, is to have words. To have peace, is to have words. Floating around you unseen. You think t...
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October 28, 2021
In a new initiative at Writers in the Schools, our WITS writer corps is being joined by two apprentices, Amy Hirayama and Brian Dang, who will further their K-12 creative writing education skills with...
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In a new initiative at Writers in the Schools, our WITS writer corps is being joined by two apprentices, Brian Dang and Amy Hirayama, who will further their K-12 creative writing education skills with...
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October 27, 2021
Here is to my Parents my two grandmothers too, who do so much for me in everything I do. Here’s to my ancestors. The ones before me The ones who paved the way so I could be whoever or whatever ...
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Enormous appreciation to Mita Mahato, the talented Seattle-based artist who provided the artwork for the most recent WITS anthology, Gliding Between the Land of This and That! Mahato is a multi...
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October 18, 2021
This essay is part of a series in which Seattle Arts & Lectures partners with Poetry Northwest to present reflections on visiting writers from the SAL Poetry Series. On Friday, October 15, Kave...
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By Rebecca Hoogs, Interim Executive Director A couple of years ago, Lena Khalaf Tuffaha and I were talking about dream poets to bring to the Seattle Arts & Lectures’ Poetry Series, and Kaveh...
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October 12, 2021
i don’t think i’m good at grieving. not my dead friend, not the versions of me that i’ve grown out of, and especially not the life i had before. i’ve been sitting here for thirty seven minutes...
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September 27, 2021
prayer is when you’re fourteen years old riding the bus home from a protest that ended two hours too late and the cops running after your friends because when you’re sitting in that bus seat hummi...
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