Featured Poet

Sandra Claire Foushee

Sandra Claire Foushée, poet and mucisican, lives on the Oregon coast, working with principles of the Golden Mean. In 2010 she won the William Stafford Poetry Award from Rosebud, judged by R. Virgil Ellis, and a Merit Award in poetry from Atlanta Review.

She received a Walden Fellowship from the Northwest Writing Institute, has been a MacDowell Colony Fellow, a Cummington Community of the Arts artist-in-residence, and an associate of the Rocky Mountain Women's Institute. She currently gives writing workshops in the Northwest.

Her poems have been published in Ploughshares, Prairie Schooner, Rosebud, West Wind Review, The Seattle Review, the eleventh muse, The Greenfield Review, Hipfish, The Southern Poetry Review, The Fiddlehead, Sing Heavenly Muse!, Runes: A Review of Poetry, and in a chapbook, Back to Essentials.

She has taught creative writing at Clatsop Community College, and creative writing, women's literature, mythology, and Native American literature at Tillamook Bay Community College, was the sound person in a film production company, a Poet-in-the-Schools in Oregon and Colorado, a scholar for the Oregon Council for the Humanities, and is the editor of Poetry & Prose.

Readings include The Loft (Minneapolis, MN), The Tattered Cover (Denver, CO), Anchorage Arts Fair (Ancorage, AK), Poor Richard's Feed and Read (Colorado Springs, CO), Neahkahnie Institute (Manzanita, OR), The Little New Yorker (Seaside, OR), The River Theater (Astoria, OR), and Powell's Books (Portland, OR).

poems by Sandra Claire Foushee

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"We each carry lines of poetry with us. Words that others have written float back to us and stay with us, indelibly. We clutch these "life lines" like totems, repeat them as mantras, and summon them for comfort and laughter."

-Academy of American Poets