N R Whyte
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untitledA Poem by N R WhyteI am a sunflower.I turn my yellowand black face,bruised, to the sun,hoping its light willheal me.With my eyes closedI can see my stamen,veins in my ey.. |
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Wherein my voice is lostA Poem by N R WhyteI guess I've lost my voice toThe wind.Though easterly blustersKept my mamaIn shamblesWith tumble weeds,The northern winds willCarry my voiceTo the pla.. |
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A Highway.A Poem by N R WhyteThis is an attempt to mirror the style of Gertrude Stein. |
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personality disorderA Poem by N R Whytethere are some morningswhen I feel the weight of my hairpulling my head downwhen I can feel gravitypulling down the subway when we cross thebridge bet.. |
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You're Always Passing ChurchesA Poem by N R WhyteYou're always passing churchespacing before kitchen islands andunder coffee spoons.Village churches offeronion justices.City churcheshipstersask forgi.. |
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The Vanes of FoxesA Story by N R Whyte"The Vanes of Foxes" is a poetic experiment with the personal essay. This piece is highly allusory; it is riddled with references to pop culture, both.. |
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Pour TutoyerA Poem by N R WhyteI don't normally write love poems - I think that becomes fairly obvious as this unfolds. But I do like writing poems that reveal something unexpected .. |
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Protein TransferA Story by N R Whyte"Protein Transfer" is a series of vignettes that demonstrate how and why I turned from an omnivore to a pescetarian. |
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7 or 8 Things I Know About Him - A Stolen Biograph..A Story by N R WhyteThis is a form created by Michael Ondaatje. As a project in my short fiction class, we used his outline to create our own. |
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Stopping by Women Owned by the EverymanA Poem by N R WhyteThis is an n+7 Oulipian version of Robert Frost's poem "Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening". |
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