this is all your fault

Poetry and the literary culture I'm growing in a milk carton

Monday, May 05, 2003

sooo.
Posted by Christine E. Hamm, Poet Professor Painter at 4:22 AM
Email ThisBlogThis!Share to XShare to FacebookShare to Pinterest

No comments:

Post a Comment

Newer Post Older Post Home
Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

Hot Jar

About Me

My photo
Christine E. Hamm, Poet Professor Painter
Dr. Hamm has decades of experience teaching college English (literature, poetry and composition) to different types of learners (including developmental, at-risk, second language, international and heritage). She has taught composition and rhetoric for many years and specializes in freshman and advanced composition. Most recently, she has taught English for post high school, pre-college students, and for at-risk freshman students. In all her classes, she focuses on rhetorical modes and diverse methods of experience and writing, including texts from POC and queer traditions. She is versatile in teaching remotely, using the platforms of Zoom, Blackboard, Teams and Outlook.
View my complete profile

Blog Archive

  • ►  2023 (2)
    • ►  March (1)
    • ►  February (1)
  • ►  2018 (1)
    • ►  March (1)
  • ►  2017 (3)
    • ►  July (2)
    • ►  June (1)
  • ►  2015 (23)
    • ►  May (1)
    • ►  April (16)
    • ►  February (6)
  • ►  2011 (16)
    • ►  October (1)
    • ►  August (1)
    • ►  March (4)
    • ►  February (4)
    • ►  January (6)
  • ►  2010 (67)
    • ►  December (5)
    • ►  November (3)
    • ►  October (6)
    • ►  September (3)
    • ►  August (2)
    • ►  July (3)
    • ►  June (4)
    • ►  May (6)
    • ►  April (8)
    • ►  March (14)
    • ►  February (7)
    • ►  January (6)
  • ►  2009 (55)
    • ►  December (4)
    • ►  November (4)
    • ►  October (4)
    • ►  September (2)
    • ►  August (5)
    • ►  July (7)
    • ►  June (4)
    • ►  May (2)
    • ►  April (3)
    • ►  March (8)
    • ►  February (4)
    • ►  January (8)
  • ►  2008 (87)
    • ►  December (5)
    • ►  November (6)
    • ►  October (5)
    • ►  September (6)
    • ►  August (7)
    • ►  July (5)
    • ►  June (4)
    • ►  May (9)
    • ►  April (7)
    • ►  March (8)
    • ►  February (12)
    • ►  January (13)
  • ►  2007 (137)
    • ►  December (11)
    • ►  November (9)
    • ►  October (11)
    • ►  September (12)
    • ►  August (11)
    • ►  July (15)
    • ►  June (13)
    • ►  May (10)
    • ►  April (12)
    • ►  March (9)
    • ►  February (12)
    • ►  January (12)
  • ►  2006 (171)
    • ►  December (7)
    • ►  November (13)
    • ►  October (17)
    • ►  September (10)
    • ►  August (13)
    • ►  July (11)
    • ►  June (13)
    • ►  May (19)
    • ►  April (33)
    • ►  March (9)
    • ►  February (12)
    • ►  January (14)
  • ►  2005 (142)
    • ►  December (11)
    • ►  November (11)
    • ►  October (15)
    • ►  September (8)
    • ►  August (10)
    • ►  July (16)
    • ►  June (13)
    • ►  May (16)
    • ►  April (16)
    • ►  March (11)
    • ►  February (8)
    • ►  January (7)
  • ►  2004 (80)
    • ►  December (7)
    • ►  November (8)
    • ►  October (13)
    • ►  September (11)
    • ►  August (10)
    • ►  July (6)
    • ►  June (8)
    • ►  May (4)
    • ►  April (3)
    • ►  March (9)
    • ►  January (1)
  • ▼  2003 (22)
    • ►  December (1)
    • ►  November (2)
    • ►  October (2)
    • ►  September (2)
    • ►  August (2)
    • ►  July (1)
    • ►  June (1)
    • ▼  May (2)
      • New poem to celebrate the working blog. Oh yeah. ...
      • sooo.
    • ►  April (6)
    • ►  March (1)
    • ►  February (1)
    • ►  January (1)
  • ►  2002 (297)
    • ►  December (6)
    • ►  November (31)
    • ►  October (35)
    • ►  September (27)
    • ►  August (51)
    • ►  July (59)
    • ►  June (46)
    • ►  May (22)
    • ►  April (18)
    • ►  March (2)
Awesome Inc. theme. Powered by Blogger.