{"id":135,"date":"2009-07-29T11:55:13","date_gmt":"2009-07-29T16:55:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/?p=135"},"modified":"2009-07-29T11:55:13","modified_gmt":"2009-07-29T16:55:13","slug":"iris-appelquist","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.fullofcrow.com\/poetry\/2009\/07\/iris-appelquist\/","title":{"rendered":"Iris Appelquist"},"content":{"rendered":"

campaigner
\nIris Appelquist, August 2009<\/span><\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n


\n<\/span><\/em>
\n<\/strong>“…Even Richard Nixon’s
\ngot soul…”
\n– Neil Young<\/p>\n

all the photographers
\nbecame poets; there was
\nnothing else to do with
\ntheir knack for composition.<\/p>\n

all the poets became
\nphotographers; there was
\nnothing else to do with
\ntheir terrible beauty.<\/p>\n

all the photographs became
\npoems; the images are only
\nmany phrases.<\/p>\n

all the poems became
\nphotographs; the words
\nare only many pictures.<\/p>\n

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Iris Appelquist, born September 3, 1983, is a resident and native of Kansas City. Through a decade of honing her craft, her work has found homes in several print and online magazines, including: Ditch, Debris, Present, and was recently featured in her local newspaper, The Kansas City Star. Ms. Appelquist maintains a weblog of rough drafts at www.myspace.com\/appelquist<\/span><\/a>.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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