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vernonhorn: Feeding the New Calf by Joyce Sutphen A poem for that should push us all towards vegetarianism, if not outright veganism!

UnivNebPress: In CARRYING WATER TO THE FIELD Joyce Sutphen’s evocations of life on a small farm, coming of age in the late 1960s, and traveling and searching for balance in a very modern world are both deeply personal and familiar. During National Poetry Month save 50%

LentilLover: "Now That Anything Could Happen." by Joyce Sutphen.

SydneyRegina: – Joyce Sutphen, "Crossroads"

kjcfalcon: 4 of 5 stars to Coming Back to the Body by Joyce Sutphen

larrymcdonough: Poetry and Jazz I had a great time playing jazz before and after the book release event for This Long Winter by Joyce Sutphen, former Minnesota Poet Laureate. This Long Winter by Joyce Sutphen

NextChapterMN: We ran out of Joyce Sutphen's new chapbook "This Long Winter" when she read here on Wednesday, but we got more copies today. Get yours now, and you can be reading new poetry by a Minnesota treasure by tonight.

NextChapterMN: Tonight! We have limited tickets remaining for the lovely Joyce Sutphen tonight so don't miss your chance! She will be reading from her chapbook "This Long Winter" Masks and vaccinations are still required. Get your ticket

larrymcdonough: Today, Wednesday, March 2, 5:15 p.m., Larry McDonough, piano, music before and after the book release event for This Long Winter by Joyce Sutphen, former Minnesota Poet Laureate 5:30 p.m. at Next Chapter Booksellers, 38 Snelling Ave S, St Paul

OnGBandC: "It was enough to make a grown man cry, but he didn’t..." Fire on the Farm by Joyce Sutphen

LLReview: MY WRITERS SITE: Living in the Body. A poem by Joyce Sutphen

arjanda: Naming the Stars by Joyce Sutphen

OnGBandC: "...the big dogs swirled//and eddied around us in a blur of/dogginess, like dark chocolate poured/into a bucket of cream, all muscle,/eyes and tail in a blur..." At the Dog Park by Joyce Sutphen

OnGBandC: “'Hello?' she says in the voice I’ve/known forever, she has caller I.D.;//she knows it’s me. Of course, it’s me." My Mother on the Phone by Joyce Sutphen

goodnatureart: Just kidding Joyce Sutphen for the winter mind to snap you out of trance. It was some glad morning.

hscotthaskell: Now That Anything Could Happen by Joyce Sutphen You now know that anything could happen; things that never happened before, things that only happened in movies and nightmares are happening now, as if nothing could stop them....

NextChapterMN: At 1pm today, we're joined by St Paul's own Ann Niedringhaus, signing copies of her book "All Entangled." "Niedringhaus is a wise woman who knows the value of sorrow, but she's also learned the habit of joy."--Joyce Sutphen

letterfuI: — JOYCE SUTPHEN.

pauljimerson: On the highway, these two things: a song from Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band and that semi-truck careening by. Now I travel through the dark without you and sometimes I turn up the radio, hopeful the way you were, no matter what. ~ From Joyce Sutphen, “November, 1967”

StKate: Experience "what opens—like a blaze of fire (for Joyce Sutphen & Galilee Peaches)" for yourself through December 12, at the Catherine G. Murphy Gallery:

GnomeHunter_: --Joyce Sutphen

nekosanctity: — JOYCE SUTPHEN

o_franco_aleman: Joyce Sutphen

zaharaesque: "Crossroads" | Joyce Sutphen

TracieS89160163: Joyce Sutphen, “Living in the Body” from Straight Out of View (Boston: Beacon Press, 1995). Copyright © 1995 by Joyce Sutphen.

MartinaMcGowan: The Farm BY JOYCE SUTPHEN

SmallFarmDairy: Poem by Joyce Sutphen. 14 years ago, this failure of our society and infrastructure had a deadly toll.

magicpoet01: What to Do by Joyce Sutphen

magicpoet01: What to Do by Joyce Sutphen

DavidSnyderBIMI: Report from Alan & Elena Sutphen — Uganda A woman whom we did not recognize (masked) attended church a few weeks ago and Elena asked if this was her first visit. She pulled down her mask and said, “I am Joyce!” We knew Joyce from years back when she...

zaharaesque: "The second half of my life will be swift, past leaning fenceposts, a gravel shoulder, asphalt tickets, the beckon of open road." Every birthday I read "Crossroads" by Joyce Sutphen. This one will be no different. Happy 1st of July to me!

MartinaMcGowan: The Exorcism BY JOYCE SUTPHEN

ContraWhit: “Naming the Stars” (Joyce Sutphen) This present tragedy will eventually turn into myth, and in the mist of that later telling the bell tolling now will be a symbol, or, at least, a sign of something long since lost. This will be another one of those 1/2

goodnatureart: Oh, Joyce Sutphen:

nyzencenter: From "What the Heart Cannot Forget" by Joyce Sutphen Full poem:

MitchNobis: Happy spring sunshine. Here’s some Joyce Sutphen.

MitchNobis: And one more Joyce Sutphen for the HeyTeach crowd.

MitchNobis: Just read a Joyce Sutphen poem that helped me better understand one of my own, so if anyone wants to interview me about a poem that isn’t even published yet, I have a great answer ready.

condofire: Poem of the Week: What to Do, by Joyce Sutphen via Poetry Mistress Alison McGhee

alisonmcghee: “Paco, my one real goal in life is for you to be happy.” Actual words that came out of my mouth yesterday. Poem of the Week, by Joyce Sutphen.

magicpoet01: What the Heart Cannot Forget by Joyce Sutphen

UMNEnglish: Alum Joyce Sutphen (BA, MA, PhD) has been MN Poet Laureate since 2011. Who's next? Nominations and applications being taken until March 7: Sutphen's latest collection is Carrying Water to the Field:

LDJEconomics: BTW: Joyce Sutphen is the poet laureate of Minnesota:

cookforgood: This poem by Joyce Sutphen mentions chocolate cake, but that’s not why I want to memorize it.

MartinaMcGowan: Older, Younger, Both by Joyce Sutphen​

mightbeyagmur: Joyce Sutphen

angelafell: Living in the Body by Joyce Sutphen Shared in a beautiful talk by Tara Brach on Awakening our Body's Awareness

chrishendel: Things You Didn’t Put On Your Resume by Joyce Sutphen

intricatesky: Joyce Sutphen Naming the Stars

lucubrations: Poem of the Day 1/4 Some Glad Morning by Joyce Sutphen

doooronronron: 6/ savior: 'rain nipping flame’s root, gray mud of ash.: And in Minnesota, Joyce Sutphen gave thanks for snow that comes down from Canada covering the leaves we didn’t rake and how sometimes after that, we get a heat wave & a second chance to put things right in the world ...

magicpoet01: Next Time by Joyce Sutphen

PlacesPoetry: A Poem of Gratitude From Minnesota by Joyce Sutphen

TeresaEvangelin: Now I travel through the dark without you and sometimes I turn up the radio, hopeful the way you were, no matter what. November, 1967 by Joyce Sutphen

kdeep: I want to catch a book, clear as a one-way ticket, to someplace that is bigger, better. Today’s poem is Bookmobile by Joyce Sutphen.

DeanHarring: “I want to catch a book, clear as a one-way ticket, to Paris, to London, to anywhere.”—Joyce Sutphen, “Bookmobile”

glennmrichard: Bookmobile by Joyce Sutphen I spend part of my childhood waiting for the Sterns County Bookmobile. When it comes to town, it makes a U-turn in front of the grade school and glides into its place under the elms. It is a natural wonder of late afternoon. I try to imagine Dante,

britticus96: Joyce Sutphen, "From Out of the Cave"

goodnatureart: Silo Solo by Joyce Sutphen

peedeelou: Silo Solo by Joyce Sutphen My father climbs into the silo. He has come, rung by rung, up the wooden trail that scales that tall belly of cement. It's winter, twenty below zero, He can hear the wind overhead. The silage beneath his boots is so frozen it has no smell. 1/3

peedeelou: His breath comes out in clouds, his fingers begin to ache, but he skims off another layer where the frost is forming and begins to sing, "You are my sunshine, my only sunshine." "Silo Solo" by Joyce Sutphen, from First Words. © Red Dragonfly Press, 2010. 3/3

LDJEconomics: Amen. Always keep in mind Joyce Sutphen's poem, "Things You Didn't Put On Your Resume"

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JUC_CO: This is your chance to listen carefully. Your whole life might depend on what you hear. - Joyce Sutphen Read Joyce Sutphen's poem at

moonswinga: 1920: What the Heart Cannot Forget | Joyce Sutphen

RadiantCristina: 3 of 5 stars to Carrying Water to the Field by Joyce Sutphen

MSVintageValues: Books by Heartland writers: Harvest of Grief, non-fiction, Annette Atkins; Why We Live with Animals, poems, Alvin Greenberg;The Love Hunter, novel, Jon Hassler; Going After Cacciato, novel,Emilio DeGrazia, How To, poems, William Reichard; Straight Out of View, poems,Joyce Sutphen

jlorts: Great Poem of the Day to be found on Writer's Almanac, "Happiness," by Joyce Sutphen. On writing poetry, Sutphen says: “Poetry makes the world real for me...in the end, it isn’t hard. When I sit down to write a poem, one thing just leads to another.”

MacCocktail: “I am all that I am not, and I am not what I shall become—who knows?” ― Joyce Sutphen (born August 10, 1949)

MacCocktail: “I am all that I am not, and I am not what I shall become—who knows?” ― Joyce Sutphen (born August 10, 1949)

LDJEconomics: Today is Joyce Sutphen's birthday. She is the poet laureate of Minnesota and I had the privilege to get to know her while on the faculty of a different college in Minnesota. Here is my favorite Joyce Sutphen poem: Things You Didn't Put On Your Resume

JISimpson: This was when nothing that I wanted mattered, though all I wanted was happiness, pure happiness "Happiness" - Joyce Sutphen

g_keillor: It's the birthday of Joyce Sutphen, Poet Laureate of Minnesota, whose poem "Happiness" we are featuring today.

MatthewKevinJ: I'd say the two most impressive artists I've ever personally met are Joyce Sutphen and Charlie Parr. Both incredibly powerful people. Really left an impression.

readerjanedavis: Have been searching for a good poem for a friend’s 60th birthday - dont mind serious but not smelling too much of mortality. Found Older, Younger, Both by Joyce Sutphen | Poetry Foundation Which is worth having ... but anyone any other ideas?

adpulp: Joyce Sutphen — ADVICE TO WRITERS

WhiskyOpinions: Russell Hoban's Frances books. Neither of us had heard of these before one of the missus' colleagues, the great poet Joyce Sutphen gifted them to us on the birth of our oldest. That naughty badger and her friends made us laugh and laugh and laugh.

letterfuI: — JOYCE SUTPHEN.

FaylitaHicks: And Carrying the Water to the Field by Joyce Sutphen !

zaharaesque: "The second half of my life will be ice breaking up on the river, rain soaking the fields, a hand held out, a fire, and smoke going upward, always up." —Joyce Sutphen, Crossroads

abibuglass: ‘It’s what she does and what her mother did. It’s what I’d do if I were anything like her mother’s mother...’ lovely poem: Canning, by Joyce Sutphen

CathyBlogs: Origami BY JOYCE SUTPHEN It starts with a blank sheet, an undanced floor, air where no sound erases the silence. As soon as you play the first note, write down a word, step onto the empty stage, you've moved closer to the creature inside. Remember— a…

oats_n_henny: thinking about Joyce Sutphen's "Empty"

callie_dude: 4/3 - Naming the Stars, Joyce Sutphen

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jennybhatt: Thinking about Joyce Sutphen's poem 'Next Time'. And how, during difficult times, we sometimes take solace in wishful thoughts of doing things over, doing them better the next time -- because we gain a new sense of appreciation for what's important.

mnt_man_poetry: Poetry in a Prius Episode 29 Joyce Sutphen "A Poem With My Mother In It"

mnt_man_poetry: Just finished reading Rachelle Escamilla’s book “me drawing a picture of me[n]”. Loved it. Started reading Joyce Sutphen’s book “Coming Back to the Body”. I can’t believe it has taken me this long to read one of her books. I’ve always loved her work when I

GburgReview: Also, for our single and salty friends, an anti-valentine featuring a line from Joyce Sutphen's poem "Marriage."

mnt_man_poetry: Poetry in a Prius Joyce Sutphen Girl on a tractor

lucubrations: Poem of the Day 1/13 On the Shortest of Days by Joyce Sutphen

UnivNebPress: 7 ways to read Joyce Sutphen’s poetry collection CARRYING WATER TO THE FIELD

ZeitgeistStPaul: We are honored to be joined by Minnesota Poet Laureate Joyce Sutphen and composer Scott L. Miller next Tuesday for a Lowertown Listening Session discussing Miller’s new virtual reality work "The Blue in the Distance."

MaryannCorbett: Aaaand I just got a nice emailed note about the poem from Joyce Sutphen, poet laureate of Minnesota! Makes up for the several rejections earlier this week.

brentbill: Those Hours by Joyce Sutphen There were moments, hours even, when it was clear what I was meant to do, as if a landscape had revealed itself in the morning light. I could see the road plainly now, imagining...

llamahugger: Those Hours by Joyce Sutphen There were moments, hours even, when it was clear what I was meant to do, as if a landscape had revealed itself in the morning light. I could see the road plainly now, imagining myself walking towards the distant mountains

llamahugger: like a pilgrim in the old stories— ready to take on any danger, hapless but always hopeful, certain that my simple belief in the light would be enough. Reproduced from Carrying Water to the Field: New and Selected Poems by Joyce Sutphen © 2019

katimguerra: Those Hours by Joyce Sutphen There were moments, hours even, when it was clear what I was meant to do, as if a landscape had revealed itself in the morning light. I could see the road plainly now, imagining...

FelegyAmy: Working on this article was a lot like writing a poem: Meditative, energizing and a whole lot of fun. Check out the piece here:

WhiskyOpinions: The great Joyce Sutphen, a Minnesota treasure. "Reading the Notes in the Norton Anthology of Poetry"



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