Rappahannock Review |
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Annie Woodard

“I write about my daughter and my childhood pretty obsessively. I don’t really know what draws me to these themes, but I guess they’re where I feel most alive and aware. On some level both of those poems are about being on the cusp, developmentally, as a child. They are also about the presence of death and aging in our lives.”

Andrea Witzke Slot

“When a new piece is coming—when I hear a new line circling and feel that urgent need to get to my desk/journal/computer—I just kind of jump in and see what emerges. Only once I get started do I see what rhythmic space(s) might be required for that emerging piece.”

P.J. Williams

“Certainly writers know just as well as anyone the shortcomings of words as merely representational things. While this poem may be the closest thing I can come up with to attempt to communicate the multitudinous tension I feel for death and how I witness it, I’m drawn to that gap, too – that inability to fully communicate, to fully grasp despite the perpetual longing to do so.”

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