Showing posts with label Tara Murphy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tara Murphy. Show all posts

Wednesday, 20 April 2011

My Hair

In an ongoing feature called "The Devil's Engine" (No. 1, No. 2) Tara Murphy has been putting a series of sensible, process-related questions to Biblioasis poets. The latest query, however, is a little whimsical, though Amanda Jernigan bats it out of the park.

Question:
If you had to pick a body part, and make that body part the storehouse for all of your poetic instincts, which part would you choose and why?"
Amanda says:
My hair. As a reminder that my poetic instincts are easily lost; that their loss, if painful to my sense of self is not (or not immediately) fatal; and that, given time, I may grow them back again.
The rest here. It's a pretty cool answer.