Angeline
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Yes champagne1982 is pure vintage, a writer of rare and superior quality and the poet with the curviest avatar of them all. If you are newer to the forum you may not know her. Perhaps you've been here for a while and think you know her pretty well. Either way you should know her better. Really, you should.
Champ has been writing at Lit for eleven plus years. Like so many poets here, her current submissions count (116 stories and poems) is but a fraction of her actual output. Some of her poems have moved on for publication or work-shopping elsewhere, but even a 15-minute investment in reading her page yields gem after gem of staggering variety. There is no challenge she won't attempt, no form she doesn't master, no subject she's unwilling to try. She's incredibly versatile and as strong a writer of prose as poetry: Her short fiction contributions with the Snippettsville Group resulted in an incredible 17 Editor Awards. That equates to approximately 80 percent of their total output. Think on that.
Ms. C has participated in contests, forum gunfights (as participant and judge, respectively), same title challenges, even numerous challenges she initiated. She has composed poems in every category Lit allows and even found a way to subvert the submissions category system when she wrote an epic poem, Halloween Bill, the only poem at Lit that ever made it into a story and poetry contest simultaneously. She has been nominated for Most Influential Poet (2007 Readers' Choice Awards), deservedly so, and imho not only for her poems but for her ability to offer some of the most focused, detailed feedback you can find here. If you can take critique, she can take a thorough but fair look at your poem and find ways to improve it. And she walks the walk: her poetry submissions permit comments only, no votes.
Suffice it to say she is a go-getter with a pure joy for learning and a real warrior of a competitor. Maybe I sound like I'm hyping her, but I've known her well for a very long time and feel strongly about these claims I'm making. If you get to know her, you'll see what I mean!
Champ has so much writing here in so many places it's hard to know where to begin, but since she recently opened her Retrospective thread, let's start with her Zodiac poems. The original challenge was to write a poem for a zodiac sign. Champ wrote for them all.
The scales of Justice are true
Balanced on a sapphire
In a virgin's hand.
Harmony and peace
Rule over your glimmering light
Venus, true blue, in the evening sky.
excerpted from Libra in Balance, Zodiac Poems
~
The tuneless hum that comes
from an age before the electronic
buzz polluted silence, snuck
into the cottage summer and Granny's
throat like the chirp of tiny
tree toads hiding by the wood pile.
As if that would save them
excerpted from Just Another Steinbeck Summer
~
Don't you see what I want
as I bend over
to recover my stockings
from the arm of the chair?
From the arm of the chair
your fingers curled around
while your muscles
clenched into tight knots.
Clenched into tight knots
because you pushed deep
inside the personal, where
no other man has ever touched.
excerpted from Look Closely
~
I plead my heart be still,
In poorly pondered wrath
To strike not, those upon this path,
Anger at a fool bodes ill.
They only see the bilious foam
Lathered and frothing on whitened lips
Or the ugly pout from which sullen acid drips.
The centaur calls the swampy Styx your home.
excerpted from Dis Temper
I'm going to start off by saying thank you, Champ, for agreeing to get in front of the footlights. You know I'm glad you did. Tell me, please, what sparked your first interest in the poetry world here? Did you find your way here from the Author's Hangout or was it more a simultaneous thing? And what made you choose poetry over prose for the long haul?

Champ has been writing at Lit for eleven plus years. Like so many poets here, her current submissions count (116 stories and poems) is but a fraction of her actual output. Some of her poems have moved on for publication or work-shopping elsewhere, but even a 15-minute investment in reading her page yields gem after gem of staggering variety. There is no challenge she won't attempt, no form she doesn't master, no subject she's unwilling to try. She's incredibly versatile and as strong a writer of prose as poetry: Her short fiction contributions with the Snippettsville Group resulted in an incredible 17 Editor Awards. That equates to approximately 80 percent of their total output. Think on that.
Ms. C has participated in contests, forum gunfights (as participant and judge, respectively), same title challenges, even numerous challenges she initiated. She has composed poems in every category Lit allows and even found a way to subvert the submissions category system when she wrote an epic poem, Halloween Bill, the only poem at Lit that ever made it into a story and poetry contest simultaneously. She has been nominated for Most Influential Poet (2007 Readers' Choice Awards), deservedly so, and imho not only for her poems but for her ability to offer some of the most focused, detailed feedback you can find here. If you can take critique, she can take a thorough but fair look at your poem and find ways to improve it. And she walks the walk: her poetry submissions permit comments only, no votes.
Suffice it to say she is a go-getter with a pure joy for learning and a real warrior of a competitor. Maybe I sound like I'm hyping her, but I've known her well for a very long time and feel strongly about these claims I'm making. If you get to know her, you'll see what I mean!
Champ has so much writing here in so many places it's hard to know where to begin, but since she recently opened her Retrospective thread, let's start with her Zodiac poems. The original challenge was to write a poem for a zodiac sign. Champ wrote for them all.
The scales of Justice are true
Balanced on a sapphire
In a virgin's hand.
Harmony and peace
Rule over your glimmering light
Venus, true blue, in the evening sky.
excerpted from Libra in Balance, Zodiac Poems
~
The tuneless hum that comes
from an age before the electronic
buzz polluted silence, snuck
into the cottage summer and Granny's
throat like the chirp of tiny
tree toads hiding by the wood pile.
As if that would save them
excerpted from Just Another Steinbeck Summer
~
Don't you see what I want
as I bend over
to recover my stockings
from the arm of the chair?
From the arm of the chair
your fingers curled around
while your muscles
clenched into tight knots.
Clenched into tight knots
because you pushed deep
inside the personal, where
no other man has ever touched.
excerpted from Look Closely
~
I plead my heart be still,
In poorly pondered wrath
To strike not, those upon this path,
Anger at a fool bodes ill.
They only see the bilious foam
Lathered and frothing on whitened lips
Or the ugly pout from which sullen acid drips.
The centaur calls the swampy Styx your home.
excerpted from Dis Temper
I'm going to start off by saying thank you, Champ, for agreeing to get in front of the footlights. You know I'm glad you did. Tell me, please, what sparked your first interest in the poetry world here? Did you find your way here from the Author's Hangout or was it more a simultaneous thing? And what made you choose poetry over prose for the long haul?
