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		<title>What Happened to Poetry?</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Poems Out Loud&#8211;a site well worth investigating&#8211;published today an interview with poet Ron Egatz. I couldn&#8217;t agree more with the man&#8217;s first answer, copied below.
POL: In what direction would you like to see American poetry move?
Egatz: I’d like to see the continued  trend of readers and listeners coming back to [poetry] &#8230;. We’ll never [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.cameronlawrence.com/2010/02/26/what-happened-to-poetry/</link>
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		<description><![CDATA[“We all want to know why the universe is the way it is and not otherwise. Or why it is at all. Poetry is my way of putting such questions and going outside for a walk. It’s good for all kinds of weather, for country as well as the city. When I’m inside poetry I [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.cameronlawrence.com/2010/02/08/741/</link>
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		<link>http://www.cameronlawrence.com/2009/12/12/608/</link>
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		<title>Silhouettes</title>
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		<link>http://www.cameronlawrence.com/2009/12/10/587/</link>
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		<title>Note to Self:</title>
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		<link>http://www.cameronlawrence.com/2009/10/30/note-to-self/</link>
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		<title>Through Glass</title>
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		<link>http://www.cameronlawrence.com/2009/10/29/through-glass/</link>
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		<title>Strangers</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I walked the dark frontage road to my office, with passing headlights of cars refracting off the wet concrete into my eyes. We&#8217;ve been carpooling, Annabelle and me. And when we&#8217;re running late, she drops me at the corner gas station, a 15-minute walk to the employee entrance of our building where I swipe a [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.cameronlawrence.com/2009/10/27/strangers/</link>
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		<title>Recovering the Forgotten Craft</title>
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My professor told me this would happen. He said  writing fiction is like speaking a foreign language&#8211;if you don&#8217;t use it, you lose it. I didn&#8217;t expect to stop entirely, but I wanted to write songs more than anything. I tried my hand at journalism. I continue to write poems. But fiction. Now that [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.cameronlawrence.com/2009/10/13/recovering-the-forgotten-craft/</link>
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		<title>Bless the Liquor Stores</title>
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No, we haven&#8217;t become heavy drinkers, contrary to what the boxes in our living room might suggest. We&#8217;re moving in a week from this apartment&#8211;the one below neighbors with that wildebeest of a dog who romps across our ceiling during movies or the reading of books. Can dogs have hooves? You&#8217;d think so from the [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.cameronlawrence.com/2009/08/22/bless-the-liquor-stores/</link>
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		<title>Franz Wright on Composition</title>
		<description><![CDATA[&#8220;I think ideally I would like, in a poem, to operate by way of suggestion, to say only enough to enable the perceptive and wide-awake reader to have his or her own experience or interpretation of some things I might have felt, noticed, thought about&#8211;and a renewed sense of awe at his or her own [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://www.cameronlawrence.com/2009/05/07/franz-wright-on-composition/</link>
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