Dream: I can stop real time with my remote and rewind. When I start real time back again, I’ve missed what happened while I was rewinding. My professor, who is wearing a sari, is talking about a Manila lotion that people put on their nipples, and I tell her “You’re very kinky.” The other students laugh at my cheeky comment. I worry I’ve been disrespectful. And then I wonder why I’m in her class, considering it has nothing to do with poetry. She discusses paranoia versus rhetorical strategies (kind of like poetry, huh?) I can’t type her words fast enough.
The next IASD conference, AKA dream camp, will be in the Netherlands this summer. I want to go to there.
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Christine Swint’s poems have appeared in Calyx, Birmingham Poetry Review, Slant, a Journal of Poetry, Tampa Review, Heron Tree, Ekphrasis, and others. Her poems have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize, Best of the Net, and Best New Poets, and she has won first place prizes from the Georgia Poetry Society and Agnes Scott College. Her first collection, Swimming This, was published in 2015 by FutureCycle Press. She teaches first-year composition at a metro-Atlanta university and writes about poetry, art, hiking, and yoga at Balanced on the Edge, https://balancedonedge.blog
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love this, christine! its so surrealist.
you should go join that dream camp in the netherlands. 🙂
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