C.J. Sage

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C.J. Sage
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C. J. Sage is an American poet and artist, best known for her precise wordplay, internal rhymes, and lyrical poetry. Sage is also the editor of the National Poetry Review and Press. After taking her M. F. A. in Creative Writing/Poetry at San Jose State University she taught poetry, writing, and literature for many years at De Anza and Hartnell College. She works as a Realtor in Santa Cruz and surrounding counties. Sage resides in Rio Del Mar, California, a coastal town on the Monterey Bay. Sage has been a judge of the Dream Horse Press National Chapbook Contest since 2001.

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She is author of three collections of poetry, most recently, The San Simeon Zebras (Salmon ... more »

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  • Mohammed Asim Nehal Mohammed Asim Nehal(2/6/2019 10:02:00 AM)

    Yes same here with me, I also searched but could only find this:
    C. J. Sage is an American poet and artist (born in California[1]) , best known for her precise wordplay, internal rhymes, and lyrical poetry. Sage is also the editor of the National Poetry Review[2] and Press.

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  • Fabrizio Frosini Fabrizio Frosini(3/9/2016 1:08:00 PM)

    a bit strange.. no 1st & middle name is known.. and no date of birth.. I've tried to find them through google, even in ''Poets & Writers, Directory of Writers'', but no results.. :)

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  • Harry Hamburger Harry Hamburger(5/6/2015 9:34:00 PM)

    Nice work you do. Check out Dr. Hamburger's poems and let me know what you think.

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  • Paul Sebastian Paul Sebastian(3/27/2014 1:22:00 AM)

    Great skills! I just read your poem, Fawn Ghazal. You paint so well with your words!

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Best Poem of C.J. Sage

Fawn Ghazal

Inside a snowy blanket which put the trees to sleep,
I heard a fawn.
Out past the window's ice coat in the morning, I
found a sleeping fawn.

There are men in yellow kitchens watching hands of
brown-eyed women
while men in orange jackets dream in secret, of
capturing a fawn.

When I was younger I was taught, but have forgotten,
sweet timidity.
When I am older I will learn, by necessity, the
light-footedness of fawns.

Someone left a lily on my doorstep, eggshell white
with speckled leaves;
the card of ...

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