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    <title>Glyn Maxwell on On the Backs of Turtles</title>
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      <title>Poetry and 52 Cards</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;In &lt;em&gt;On Poetry&lt;/em&gt; Glyn Maxwell gives a writing exercise where you draw from a deck
of cards. Each suit prompts a social situation; each value prompts a setting.
Draw a card. Write a stanza. Repeat. Or not.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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      <title>Memorizing Mandelshtam</title>
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      <pubDate>Sat, 25 Aug 2018 00:00:00 -0400</pubDate>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;Re-reading Glyn Maxwell&amp;rsquo;s &lt;em&gt;On Poetry&lt;/em&gt;, I took special note of this following passage, which appears just before a section break.&lt;/p&gt;

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&lt;p&gt;A memorized poem can be passed to you intact. I think this makes the written poem unique, in terms of our relationship with its materials—by which I mean the black (something there) and the white (nothing there). The Stalin regime could destroy Osip Mandelstam, but not the poems his widow Nadezhda had learned by heart. That&amp;rsquo;s something and nothing showing their true colors.
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