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Sep 09 2017
Tickling the Muse: Engaging your readers with humor

We will begin the day with a craft discussion that examines how the occasional comedic nod can humanize even the most serious of subjects. While different genres have different demands, Peter has found that fiction writers, nonfiction writers and poets can learn much about their own craft by reading, discussing and experimenting with the craft of others. He will showcase models from contemporary writers who have mastered the art of redeeming a piece that might have become self-indulgent or overwhelming. Then Peter will offer you prompts to get you writing, challenging you to add light touches. Spend the day writing and sharing your new drafts in our supportive community. You may bring previously written work or start something new.

9:15am
14 North Mississippi Avenue
08401 Atlantic City, New Jersey

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poems

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It's the fern beyond the wind, the classic
Eruptions.  Night is a funnel that is overcome.
Violence of signs beyond the pale. Stasis
Has its own way, the hard work, the violence. 
Convalesce, convalesce in the green green
World, in which you could hardly walk,
But that was before, before life set its rhythms
In
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Upon their arrival in America, more than twelve million immigrants were processed through the Ellis Island Immigration Center. Those who had traveled in second or third class were immediately given a thirty-second health inspection to determine if they were fit to enter their new country. A chalk

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I sit by the window and watch a great mythological bird go down in flames. In fact, it’s a kite the neighborhood troublemaker has set on fire. Twenty-one and still living at home, deciding when to cut through a screen and chop us into little pieces. “He wouldn’t hurt a fly,” his mother would say, as they packed our