Karen Douglass, Author

Karen Douglass, Author: Prose & Poetry

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  • Tools of my trade

    Recently I went to the office supply store although I didn’t need anything. But I shop there the way other people shop for clothes. It’s a silly addiction but comforting and legal. It reminds me of how far I’ve come since the days of my first computer and printer. I was available to help struggling…

  • An Elder, Robert Creeley

    Years ago, Beverly Rainbolt and I self-published a poetry chapbook, Visible Progress, and lucky us, we attended a poetry conference which Robert Creeley also attended. We caught his attention for, oh, ten minutes, and asked if he would read it. Little did I know at that point that Creeley would be a supporter and a…

  • After Mothers’ Day

    I’m ready to get back to work, but honoring still the women who delivered us, who fed, clothed, educated, and housed us, not always the same women. We need to honor too those who have outlived their children or are estranged. And hooray for those of us fortunate to be present to our mothers and/or…

  • Po Biz

    Years ago, many years ago, I graduated with an MFA and at our last day, just before the faculty handed out diplomas, our class met for what was a conversation about “po biz.” We were urged to participate in all the poetry readings we could find, submit our work everywhere, and always apply for grants,…

  • What day is it?

    May Day has come and gone without celebration in my part of the world. Time was that it was a big celebration with May Pole dancing, May baskets left on doorsteps, all gone now, overshadowed by a clogged calendar by which we are paid, billed, birthed, etc. The loss of May Day is barely noticed,…