A Blog of Seattle Arts & Lectures
Sundays at Seven Sunday mornings rising. Not of the faith, never been to church, but here I am in the biting air like a street vendor with a cotton candy cart; my breaths spun-sugar white. They pull u...
Dibujar Con este lápiz Para encontrar Lo que no es fácil Con puntas de grafito Para crear Rostros, paisajes y el infinito Me gusta practicar Mi estilo en un borrador Es fácil de frustrar Es muy ten...
Full Moon My name is Full Moon but you could call me a cluster of matter ready to pop I believe in protecting humanity, the Earth doesn’t I am made up of my father, womanhood, Erykah Badu I come fro...
The Fox and the Rabbit At moonhigh, the night sky is ink in water, spreading to all cracks and crevices. The fox’s nose and whiskers whimper to the scent of rabbit. As it crawls to its prey, its bel...
This essay is part of a series in which Poetry Northwest partners with Seattle Arts & Lectures to present reflections on visiting writers from our 2018/19 Poetry Series. Francisco Aragón a...
This essay is part of a series in which Poetry Northwest partners with Seattle Arts & Lectures to present reflections on visiting writers from our 2018/19 Poetry Series. Ilya Kaminsky reads a...
Every year, Seattle Arts & Lectures’ Writers in the Schools (WITS) program holds the Elaine Wetterauer Writing Contest to celebrate the wisdom, creativity, and heart captured in student and teac...
Remember Remember to pack. Remember to look out your telescope every day. Remember to tell your loved ones you’re leaving soon, until the final day comes. Remember to invite them to come to the ro...
Home and No Home There’s a person that can come home to a home with a light on the table and there’s someone that can come home to a home with a light on the balcony And there’s another person t...
Whitey’s on TRAPPIST-I inspired by Gil Scott Heron Recently, NASA discovered 7 earth sized planets orbiting a single star 40 light years away One. Another black woman has crumbled to take a bullet i...