Getting Into Iowa I never did get into Iowa. The Workshop, I mean. I applied and applied, But they always said no, I couldn’t come, though I was so close, just over The river, and could have Been there in two hours. To get into Iowa was Actually easy – you got On 20 and drove through Galena to Dubuque And crossed one of those Green bridges that vault The Mississippi and there You were, in Iowa.
I love your stories A. Idiots out wandering around, oblique critiques, infinite Iowas. Who needs workshops?
“… they were poets
And lived there, and poets
Love where they live
Even if they hate it” 💚
I tried to get into Ucross and was rejected. It simply doesn’t matter. What matters is your writing.