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My poem "Difficulties," published in the March 2002 issue of the North American Review, is about pine knots and recently appeared in my book Visitations, winner of the Scharf Award from The University of Tampa Press. The poem captures a bygone process as...

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I wrote the poem “Visitation” in the year following my father’s death. I’d written several somewhat wild and whirling...

It is not a quick and dramatic emergency room reveal; it a process of many tests and scans, after each of which you may get the phone call that interrupts your day: you cannot save your sibling’s life. In this fall’s issue of the North American Review, my poem, “Love Poem to my Kidney,” will appear. It is a poem about the time about a year after my brother’s kidney transplant, for which I was the donor....

For the most part, I tend to write a long poem. But as a challenge to myself about two years ago I began writing in this made up form–what I call the five-and-dime because it’s composed of ten lines in five couplets. I wanted to see how much compression I could get into a poem, and how the couplets could control the movement down...

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To me, the only real pleasure in life is food. I remember as a child my math Ph.D. father watching in horror as his daughter was far more interested in cooking shows than any math workbook he tried to pass onto me as fun. I spent my allowance money on...

Michael Hudson was a Honorable Mention for the James Hearst Poetry Prize in the Spring of 2011 and was featured in issue 296.2 of the North American Review.

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Archaeology is sometimes a peculiar endeavor when you think about it - the digging up and display of human...

Winning poem for the 2011 James Hearst Poetry Prize

"What Her Father Cast"

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This poem arrived courtesy of a friend’s writing prompt. It’s been several years now, but to the best of my memory, one of the...


Before the poem “Last Visit,” there was a last visit. I was 24, in Illinois, where I grew up, a daughter and granddaughter of farmers, visiting from my...

How can a paper napkin turn into a poem?

Easy. But hard. Link it with a loved person and fire. Flame is the link in my poem "To a Great-Grandmother Who Loves Fire." Human beings have long been fascinated and ignited by it. Think of fire warming the hearth, or cut-down trees burning into smoke and flying up a stone chimney into cloud. The lady in my poem had the lively curiosity of a femal Prometheus, the good blood of a lively red-seeded pomegranate, and a spirit that struck a...


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