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UMNEnglish: Prof Peter Campion reading 7:30 pm tonight in St. Paul! With poets Wang Ping and Connie Wanek. Campion is the author of four poetry collections, most recently One Summer Evening at the Falls. University Club of St. Paul, 420 Summit Avenue

EmilyRMroczek: Is this the year a poetry book can win the Newbery? Maybe it will be Marshmallow Clouds...

sljournal: Heavy Medal Mock Newbery Finalist: MARSHMALLOW CLOUDS by Ted Kooser and Connie Wanek

magersandquinn: Janna Knittel, Peter Campion, and Connie Wanek are gracing us with their presence (and their poetry)!! We hope you'll join us for Poetry Night in store on 1/12!! Register Here:

b2l_Literature: For decades a restorer of old homes, Connie Wanek shows us that poetry is everywhere, encountered as easily in the waterways, landscapes, and winters of Minnesota, as in the old roofs and darkened drawers of a home long uninhabited. Rival G...

magersandquinn: Join us for a wonderful night of poetry with some amazing local poets, Janna Knittel, Peter Campion, and Connie Wanek!! Register Here:

RandomWikiPage_: Connie Wanek (born June 1, 1952) is an American poet.

aliner: Connie Wanek responding to a Transtromer gauntlet.

poemtoday: Sonia Sanchez and Connie Wanek ...

stpaulalmanac: Saint Paul Almanac would like to give a huge thank you to our Carol Connolly Initiative for Poets and Writers audio poetry readers which include: - Marion Gomez - Loren Niemi - Wendy Brown-Baez - Marne Zafar - Connie Wanek - Katie Vagnino

stpaulalmanac: This is the 2nd week of the Carol Connolly reading series, which wraps up on Friday, 9/30. This week is also the last week of our fundraiser. Donate here:

Swell_Houle: “Sometimes you’ll see / a hawk circling, sometimes a vulture.” From “Directions” by Connie Wanek

MCPL_Wausau: Staff Review: "Marshmallow Clouds" by Ted Kooser, by Connie Wanek, by Richard Jones [Children's Book]

sshubitz: Here’s some inspiration from Connie Wanek to start the school year with poetry,

NextChapterMN: TODAY at 2:00, meet local poet Connie Wanek, cowriter with Ted Kooser of 'Marshmallow Clouds: Two Poets at Play Among Figures of Speech"! I'm sure you can think of a little one who would benefit from this fresh, imaginative picture book, and today you can get it made out to them!

Sonderbooks: Marshmallow Clouds: Two Poets at Play among Figures of Speech, by by Ted Kooser and Connie Wanek, illustrated by Richard Jones, is a picture book of beautiful poems that surprised and delighted me.

scottjbaxter: May I simply say that this is one of the best collections of original children’s poetry I’ve ever read? … If you read the poems in this book and do not feel at least the slightest tiny ache in your chest afterwards then try again.

HVWritersCenter: June 15, 7 PM EST on Zoom: Jennifer Barber, Jessica Greenbaum & Fred Marchant discus Tree Lines: 21st century American Poems w/ anthologized poets Jennifer Franklin, Maya Janson, Esther Lin, Kim Stafford, Connie Wanek & Afaa M. Weaver, plus Jane Hirshfield

HVWritersCenter: June 15, 7 PM EST on Zoom: Jennifer Barber, Jessica Greenbaum & Fred Marchant discuss Tree Lines: 21st century American Poems & welcome 6 of their anthologized poets (Jennifer Franklin, Maya Janson, Esther Lin, Kim Stafford, Connie Wanek & Afaa M. Weaver)

alwriting: Brand new poetry acquisition 'Marshmallow Clouds' Poems Inspired by Nature- Ted Kooser & Connie Wanek. The poems are framed by the four elements and inspired by the magic of nature.

kpfenni: This post made my heart smile! Names by Connie Wanek

kuharskijm1: Review of the Day: Marshmallow Clouds by Ted Kooser & Connie Wanek, ill. Richard Jones

duluthnews: Zenith Bookstore to host poet Connie Wanek

dr_jeter219: After Us - Connie Wanek

OnGBandC: "God was getting old, but he’d been this way forever..." The Bright Side by Connie Wanek

qctimes: Two prominent American poets offer poems to ignite a love of both poetry and nature in the imaginations of young readers. "Marshmallow Clouds" by: Ted Kooser and Connie Wanek; Candlewick Press (72 pages, $19.99) ——— Of his approach over his…

SevenImp: MARSHMALLOW CLOUDS: TWO POETS AT PLAY AMONG FIGURES OF SPEECH comes from poets Ted Kooser & Connie Wanek and illustrator Richard Jones. “The poems in this book,” Kooser writes, “are about ... letting one’s imagination run free with whatever it comes upon.”

apaintedmouse: Marshmallow Clouds by Ted Kooser, Connie Wanek is out on Tuesday! 28 or so fabulous poems with a picture for each 'Guppies hide their tiny pages underwater, down in the gravel. You'll need to hold a breath to read "I'm hungry" and "I'm always afraid."'

trishinmn: A flower needs to be this size to conceal the winter window, and this color, the red of a Fiat with the top down, to impress us, dull as we've grown. - from Amaryllis by Connie Wanek

NarrativeMag: He lived in the house closest to the cemetery and after a fresh snow he liked to ski among the headstones. —“Tracks in the Snow” by Connie Wanek

Divi_by_Zero: NOTHING Connie Wanek, 2003 (thread)

askatknits: 4 of 5 stars to On Speaking Terms by Connie Wanek

alisonmcghee: WORDS BY WINTER Wednesday! "A Door She Can't Find," with Connie Wanek. A listener writes in about a dream she keeps having. She's in a house she doesn't recognize, looking for a door she can't find. Listen below or wherever you get your podcasts.

rajoyceUCB: —Connie Wanek, “Amaryllis”

dastangoaurat: "Sometimes there are long words in the sky / A sentence finished beyond the horizon." — Connie Wanek, "The Wandering Sky"

KirstenKinnell: A poem for All Saints’ Day by Connie Wanek.

flowerville_II: 'The soul is a cold cell in November with one supernal window admitting a wan light accessible only to those who have given up the ghost.' Connie Wanek - All Saints’ Day

NarrativeMag: After you have read all you possibly can there may be a few lines left. Please don’t feel obligated! —“Leftovers” by Connie Wanek

mlnangalama: “After Us” by Connie Wanek Poetry 180: A Poem a Day for American High Schools, Hosted by Billy Collins, U.S. Poet Laureate, 2001-2003

goodnatureart: The Rumpus Interview with Connie Wanek

DVincentiPoet: The board game Monopoly is underappreciated. As is this poem about it by Connie Wanek.

daisiesfromdust: “Mrs. God” by Connie Wanek

yoderama: This is the first poem I memorized, “After Us” by Connie Wanek. I still love it.

UnivNebPress: A deep feeling for family and for the losses and gains of growing into maturity mark the tone for Connie Wanek's RIVAL GARDENS. This collection features Wanek's unmistakable voice, plainspoken, elegant, unassuming, and wise. Now 50% this month!

jlorts: Looking for a poem about not a whole lot, but yet to cheer you up and you'll enjoy? "Free Pens," by Connie Wanek is up today on Garrison Keillor's Writer's Almanac. "Paradise Lost" it ain't, but you will enjoy it.

magersandquinn: We're a week away from an evening with two of Minnesota's favorite poets - Joyce Sutphen and Connie Wanek. Let us know you can make it:

magersandquinn: On Wednesday, 3/18, join renowned Minnesota poets Joyce Sutphen and Connie Wanek as they share work from recent collections!

VineRyan: The Rose Warner Prize is one of few in the country with no submission fee. Plus, they've published some amazing artists: Michael Bazzett, Mary Ruefle, Dobby Gibson, Connie Wanek, etc. The coolest thing about this little mag? It's run by undergraduate students of all inclinations.

StribBooks: Louis Jenkins, author of Nice Fish!, master of the prose poem, friend to Robert Bly and Connie Wanek and so many other wonderful poets, died this Solstice morning. It is shattering and unexpected news.

TeresaEvangelin: We spoke of millions, of billions of years. We talked and talked. Then a drop of rain fell into the sound hole of the guitar, another onto the unmade bed. And after us, the rain will cease or it will go on falling, even upon itself. Connie Wanek

AskWolfgram: Apropos of today's weather,

PrinceBush: “It could only belong to him / for fifteen minutes / and it understood that, I think.” ❤️ Connie Wanek

oh_rarl: Rain Changing to Snow BY CONNIE WANEK He came home from middle school with a wet kitten tucked inside his black leather jacket. He'd found it shivering in the tall grass flattened by rain. It could only belong to him for fifteen minutes and it understood that, I think.

NarrativeMag: She regarded the world calmly without the filter of her suffering, long fouled by seasons of maladies and melancholia.

NarrativeMag: All she asked was to feel as others felt, those who didn’t need to interrogate each sensation.

rajoyceUCB: —Connie Wanek, “Butter”

CecileVarry: 'Some cage their radiators but this is unnecessary as they have little desire to escape. Like turtles they are quite self-contained.' The warming loneliness of Connie Wanek's 'Radiator' (1997):

tweetyburd: All Saints’ Day - apoemaday: by Connie Wanek It happens that the world has run out of patience. Sleep coats a smashed pumpkin, and the wraith hanging in an immature maple must be lowered, washed and dried, and spread again across the child’s bed....

StrangeGraces: All Saints’ Day - apoemaday: by Connie Wanek It happens that the world has run out of patience. Sleep coats a smashed pumpkin, and the wraith hanging in an immature maple must be lowered, washed and dried, and spread again across the child’s bed....

CecileVarry: 'It happens that the world has run out of patience.' 'All Saints' Day' (1999), by Connie Wanek:

shivpreetsingh: Monopoly - CONNIE WANEK We used to play, long before we bought real houses. A roll of the dice could send a girl to jail. The money was pink, blue, gold, as well as green, and we could own a whole railroad ...

vickimiko: After Us, by Connie Wanek - Poem 024 | Poetry 180: A Poem a Day "The sky is the color of gravestones. The rain tastes like salt, and rises in the streets like a ruinous tide. We spoke of millions, of billions of years. We talked and talked."

TwinsAlmanac: Duluth friends: Minnesota poet laureate Joyce Sutphen, Connie Wanek, and Louis Jenkins will be reading Thursday night. I took several classes with Dr. Sutphen, including her Yeats seminar. My first piece of post-collegiate writing was an interview with Mr. Jenkins in 2007.

Lesotho_Poet: Rain Changing to Snow by Connie Wanek : American Life in Poetry

bcourchaine: The Writer's Almanac for Monday, September 9, 2019 - Garrison Keillor - The Bright Side by Connie Wanek God was getting old, but he’d been this way forever, Mrs. God said. He always claimed he liked Earth better “back then.” “It’s hard, I know.”...

MeredithActress: The Bright Side by Connie Wanek God was getting old, but he’d been this way forever, Mrs. God said. He always claimed he liked Earth better “back then.” “It’s hard, I know.” She sat beside him, just beyond...

chlojewell: "We spoke of millions, of billions of years. We talked and talked. Then a drop of rain fell into the sound hole of the guitar, another onto the unmade bed. And after us, the rain will cease or it will go on falling, even upon itself." -Connie Wanek; After Us

WordsmithLynn: 4 of 5 stars to Consider the Lilies by Connie Wanek

wyomingarts: Mark your calendars for the 2019 WyoPoets Workshop April 26-27 in Casper With presenter Connie Wanek. The deadline for submitting a poem to Connie Wanek for critique has been extended until March 31.

RedmondMichael: Business by Connie Wanek "I should have stepped in," God said, "when they began to barter figs for sharpened stone...

jo4hn4: Business by Connie Wanek "I should have stepped in," God said, "when they began to barter figs for sharpened stone...

ga_christensen: I held a brick of it, heavy and cool,/and glimpsed what seemed like skin/ beneath a corner of its wrap;  the décoll...

RedmondMichael: Mrs. God by Connie Wanek Someone had to do the dirty work, spading the garden, moving mountains, keeping the darkn...

SanMarcosWProj: Mrs. God by Connie Wanek Someone had to do the dirty work, spading the garden, moving mountains, keeping the darkn...



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