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To Draw

Eleven times to the well,

and yet he draws,

rope hand over hand,

not knowing who is thirsty

and who is tired,

tired of the well,

the deep empty cavern

where a writer’s brain

should be.

-Anthony Watkins

I am a starter. I get a notion and I burn bright, maybe not well, but...

Under the Bell Curve

With all apologies to both Ms Plath and Mr Cobain

The Bell curve may not be quite the right term, though it certainly is no “jar.” As a young, entitled white kid who came from a family embarrassing stuck in a working-class lifestyle with a very middl...

This month I am actually writing about something important instead of just rambling about the human condition, as I see it.

Two somethings, and as a BTS reader, they could both directly impact your life, albeit in a small way .In 1995, when I started publishing The Scen...

Years ago, I first started publicly reading my poetry in 1994, and in just over a year, I started publishing other people’s poetry, I had a hard rule. I almost never gave advice about how to improve a poem, and NEVER gave it unless, not only was I asked, but the person...

Recently I was scrolling through Facebook, as I probably too often am, when I noticed a post my wife had shared from the Southern Poverty Law Center. It was actually an article in the New Yorker. It was this piece about the nightmare that is our corrupt bail system: PO...

A White Man Lost in America

August 2, 2016

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Anthony Uplandpoet Watkins

No, this is not another story of an angry white man threatened by the new progressive, diverse America that doesn’t seem to have a place for him anymore.

When I was a child, and my mother would hold my...

A Few Thoughts on Rules, or English as a Second Language

August 30, 2016

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Anthony Watkins

Okay, I have a few confessions to make.

Have you ever noticed when you are trying to learn a new language the toughest words to learn are the ones you already know? I mean, it took yo...