Sam Witt Q&A on saying his poems aloud
Sam Witt talks about saying his poems aloud when he writes.
Sam Witt talks about saying his poems aloud when he writes.
Sam Witt talks about obstacles to becoming a poet.
Sam Witt talks about poems that he admires.
Sam Witt comments on the literary value of the spoken word.
Sam Witt talks about his writing time.
My hand slithers over shoulder, slides down flank slips under arm to wrap itself around your wrist, thumb hooked on the crook of your palm. Anchored, I pull in close the boat of my curves to your body’s shore. Harboured, belly to buttocks, our legs caressing, circle, entwine, then untangle, lie side by side; tidy […]
I love enamelled pots and pans Speckled blue bowls and cups Kettles whistling on the home range, Coffee singing: Don’t fence me in. J’aime le fer blanc : Hachoir. Passoire. Bouilloire. Cafetière. J’aime les carrées rouges et blancs dans la cuisine de Bonne Maman. Me gusta una buena paellera, y una cuchara de madera marron […]
You are catnip to me. You are. Just one whiff and I’m off- kissinanahuggin lickinanasuckin all the hidden nooks and crannies; nuzzling all those places only I ever get to smell and whose scent makes me swoon and want to roll around with you like bears in a meadow. You are catnip to me. You […]