Creative Nonfiction (Course Guide / Lisa Heise)

The work of Diane Ackerman in poetry and prose is a history of her extraordinary enthusiasms. Her memoirs recount her experiences ... they explore in depth and with intensity the full extent of the subject--its history, its detailed ins and outs, its poetry, and ultimately its meaning. | From: Contemporary Poets(7th ed.: Reprint In: Poetry for Students(Vol. 19) | Gale Literature Resource Center (Library Database)

"I find that writing each book becomes a mystery trip, one filled with mental, emotional (and sometimes physical) adventures. The world revealing itself, human nature revealing itself, is seductive and startling, and that's always been fascinating enough to send words down my spine. But writing a book is only part of the creative process; the circle completes when it settles in a reader's heart. I hope you'll join me on my travels." — Diane Ackerman

PDF Link. A poem "Just to Be Here Under the Sun" by Diane Ackerman, is presented. First Line: Walk alive in the woods; Last Line: just to be here under the sun. | Ploughshares. Spring2023, Vol. 49 Issue 1, p33-34. 2p | Literary Reference Center Plus (EBSCO) (Library Database)

The article focuses on wild horses which are found in the primeval forests of Poland known as Bialowieza, which is an area that is closed to hunters, loggers, and motorized vehicles, and is a refuge of unique flora and fauna. A history of the horses in the area, which have been seen since the fifth century B.C., and were known as tarpans, is presented. A discussion of a controversy which centers on the possibility that a Nazi scientist named Lutz Heck recreated an extinct version of the early tarpans is presented. |
Smithsonian. Nov2007, Vol. 38 Issue 8, p102-107. | MasterFILE Complete (Library Database)

Poem. "Visions seep under closed eyelids: a film
velvet-silent, framed by ocean...." | Poetry. Sep2003, Vol. 182 Issue 6, p317-317 | MasterFILE Complete (EBSCO) (Library Database)

This essay presents a (short) biography of American poet Walt Whitman. Whitman was born at a farmhouse in Huntington, Long Island. As a boy, Whitman collected eels and gull eggs by the shore. As a man, he kept a tally of his lovers, noting their facial features, ages, and interests, as if he feared there might come a time in his life when he would forget that he had loved and been loved. | Virginia Quarterly Review. Spring2005, Vol. 81 Issue 2, p16-18. 3p | MasterFILE Complete (EBSCO) (Library Database)