All the intelligence and talent in the world can't make a singer. The voice is a wild thing. It can't be bred in captivity. It is a sport, like the silver fox. It happens.-Willa Cather, The Song of the Lark.The crack ran wild in Red Cloud, Nebraska, at the Fifth Annual Prairie Writers' Workshop. From the first poem read to the last one heard, the spirit of Willa Cather, as channeled through artist in residence Mary K. Stillwell, whispered encouragement...
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