Yeah, I once got an A at Pomona. It was for a poetry workshop. We wrote, read, hung out, gave a reading at the end. We had to turn in somewhere around ten poems (depending on length) plus two or three translations and an essay on your own poetics and an essay on another's poetics by the end of the semester. I think everyone who did that probably ended up with an A provided they gave a damn in their effort. I think one of my ten poems ran something like "Purple. Yellow. Black./ The dragonflies should met./ Like wooden racecars loose on the ice:/ Where are the children on nights like these?/ Muses, your voices are too strong to hear!/ I kiss you." Am I deserving? Judge me! Judge me!
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Yeah, I once got an A at Pomona. It was for a poetry workshop. We wrote, read, hung out, gave a reading at the end. We had to turn in somewhere around ten poems (depending on length) plus two or three translations and an essay on your own poetics and an essay on another's poetics by the end of the semester. I think everyone who did that probably ended up with an A provided they gave a damn in their effort. I think one of my ten poems ran something like "Purple. Yellow. Black./ The dragonflies should met./ Like wooden racecars loose on the ice:/ Where are the children on nights like these?/ Muses, your voices are too strong to hear!/ I kiss you." Am I deserving? Judge me! Judge me!