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Writing – Tina Pocha

Writing

Hall Pass

“One may do anything,” Rilke told us daydream, dance, de-vein ourselves like so many shrimp, pink, puffy, parking themselves along the rim of glass highway, hitch-hikers crocking their knees at passing motorists. This is worthy, he tells us. This ambling… Read More ›

Lessons from NaNoWriMo 2017

Last week, I finished up a month-long challenge to write 1000 words a day. The Impetus–NaNoWriMo, or National Novel Writing Month. Each November, thousands (millions?) of writers take to the page to try to write and finish a novel (yes,… Read More ›

Riyaz: A Daily Practice

Yesterday, my cousin introduced me to this idea of Riyaz—a daily singing practice that is integral to the vocal preparation of Hindustani music singers. Every morning, singers in the Hindustani tradition wake, prior to dawn, and take their voices through… Read More ›

On Why I Am Not a Poet

A few years ago, I started going to a local poetry workshop. I was introduced to the workshop by a new friend who was himself an emerging poet. The group was small and friendly, and the meetings were structured around… Read More ›

My Morning Routine

Those of you who know me know that I am obsessed with morning routines. Not just my own, mind you; I have this weird fascination with other people’s morning routines–famous people, successful people, writers, entrepreneurs, my physics professor, the next… Read More ›

The Anti-Resolution

It’s midway through February, and I have made no resolutions. But I have been thinking about all the things I would like to drop in 2017: Stress The delusion that this year (THIS is the year) I will be fit… Read More ›

Get Back on that Horse

Last week I came down with the flu. It was a doozy–fever, chills, stuff leaking out of everywhere. The kleenex box couldn’t keep up. Neither could my patience, which, frankly, is phyllo-thin at best. Every few hours, I’d get up… Read More ›

Anger/Anchor

Qiu Jin says anger/anchor I know this wide-legged stance Upright myself against rocking boat who wants to sink me, invisible me, smooth water over quick horizon undisturbed Qiu Jin says hold on They will unseat you tell you the Emperor’s… Read More ›