April Lindner

photo borrowed from http://www.paris-tours-guides.com/gb/fr_wine-tasting.htm On yesterday's stop on the writers-who-blog tour I mentioned the poet Anna M. Evans.  Anna's new poetry collection wears this saucy cover photograph: And it includes this lively sonnet: My Life as a Can-Can Dancer There's nothing like it! When we form the line most men lean forward slightly in their seat and while we dance, forget to drink their wine hoping for a glimpse of something sweet. I flaunt my petticoats and flash my thighs— high kicks, jump splits—it's meant to be erotic. They all want us—I see it in their eyes. The choreography is so hypnotic they can't do anything but sit and stare and at the end our skirts fly overhead so they can see our frilly underwear. I have my pick of whom I take to bed letting them know that if they're happy to they may leave gifts of money. Most men do. Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec weighs in ...

Photo lifted from http://myballito.co.za/tips-travelling-abroad/ Poet Anna M. Evans recently invited me to take part in a virtual tour of writers/artists/musicians who also happen to blog. Our mission?  Introducing readers to blogs they might not otherwise encounter.   Here's Anna. Her poems have appeared in the  Harvard Review , Atlanta Review , Rattle, American Arts Quarterly, and 32 Poems. She gained her MFA from Bennington College, and is the editor of the Raintown Review . Recipient of Fellowships from the MacDowell Artists' Colony and the Virginia Center for the Creative Arts, and winner of the 2012 Rattle Poetry Prize Readers' Choice Award, she currently teaches at West Windsor Art Center and Richard Stockton College of NJ. Her new sonnet collection, Sisters & Courtesans , is available from White Violet Press.  Visit Anna online here .  I'll be featuring a poem from Sisters & Courtesans  later this week.  *** ...

Yesterday, the Poetry House at West Chester University threw a party for the late, great Sylvia Plath.  Poets, artists scholars, and visual artists were on hand to talk about what Sylvia's work has meant in their lives.   Poet Anna M. Evans Plath was one of the giants who made me want to write poetry in the first place, so I was glad to be on hand to celebrate her genius, and to hear from the many talented women who had gathered to pay tribute. Angela Alaimo O'Donnell One of the wonderful presenters was Angela Alaimo O'Donnell , who read this poem: Sonnet Saint Sylvia                                    February 11 th , 4:30AM Now’s the very time that she did it. Time both of day and of year. The violet hour, between wake and sleep. Her milk-fed boy in the sealed room. The poems stacked neat.  The kitchen clean. Her wifely duties quit...