Charlotte Lit’s Blog
Welcome to Charlotte Lit’s literary arts blog. What you’ll find here: reviews, interviews, craft essays, previews of literary arts events, and anything else that catches our attention.
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On Parachutes and Literary Citizenship
/in Blog, Inspiration/by Patrice GopoLately, I’ve been thinking about parachutes. Not related to jumping out of airplanes and free-falling until you snap your parachute open. Rather, I remember over thirty years ago and filing into my school gymnasium along with the rest of my first-grade class. We sprinted around the perimeter of the room for a warm-up, our eyes […]
Reverse Physics
/in Blog/by David RadavichIf millions lose their health care, will anyone hear in the forest of the innocents? Gravity will run upward like a cyclone sweeping all before it, the apple will go skyborne from the grass into the golden leaves, thousands will stand outside the orbit of hospitals, clinics, doctors, the chemistry of addiction will grow inward— […]
When You’re the Emcee
/in Blog/by Richard Allen TaylorHosting a literary reading? Here’s poet Richard Allen Taylor on the fine points of being the emcee. Emcees worry about making the colossal gaffe. Just ask Steve Harvey, who famously announced the wrong winner in the Miss Universe pageant. A friend of mine, John B, made a less colossal mistake when he served as emcee […]
In the Evening We Shall Be Examined on Love
/in Blog, Inspiration/by Larry SorkinIn the Evening We Shall Be Examined on Love ~ St. John of the Cross That line was enough to propel Thomas Centolella into his moving poem of that title, and has been enough to stay with me as an iconic constant, a touchstone that I come back to like being aware of the intake […]