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I am throwing up through my nostrils because I had one scoop of ice cream after dinner. It’s not pretty. I was once an ugly girl. I was oddly tall, chubby, and awkward for years. I still feel the repercussions everyday, and when I am being shallow, when I am obsessing over image, know that I am fighting the results of a society preoccupied with the sexualized female image. I have been fighting for years.
American poets watch as poetry-book sales dwindle and the entire state of fine arts seems to face the threat of dilapidation. In 1988, Joseph Epstein released his deep-cutting criticism on poetry through an essay titled “Who Killed Poetry?” While Epstein laid the blame on the shoulders of the poets of his generation, any modern-day poet is likely to blame a decreasing poetry market-place. In 2006, D.W. Fenza offered his own response to Epstein’s criticism with an article he called, “Who Keeps Killing Poetry?” Fenza claims poetry has become “a market-model formula” of sellers and consumers. Read More