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Prose v. Lyric Poetry
“A narrative poem expresses an experience. A lyric poem expresses a feeling.” = Diane Frank.
What do you think?
Bear Dance
On the Origin of Language
“The language of the first man is represented to us as the tongues of geometers, but we see that they were the tongues of poets.” =Rousseau
The Feria in Ciudad Colon




Costa Rican Sun and Poetry
I am here in Costa Rica again. The words of the Nicaraguan poet, Ruben Dario comes to mind:
Now is come the month of roses!
To the woods my verse has flown
Gathering fragrance and honey
From the blossoms newly blown.
I am grateful for the opportunity and hope to write some good poetry here. What do you do for inspiration?
Poems to Love Workshop November 13 at Kent Memorial Library in Suffield, CT
Funny, down to earth, irreverent poems communicate before they are even understood. This workshop will explore genre and encompass form of poetry by traditionally loved and lesser known contemporary poets. Join us at 7 pm Wednesday, November 13 at the Kent Memorial Library, 50 North Main Street, Suffield, CT. RSVP: 860=668=3896.

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Poems to Love Workshop

Funny, down to earth, irreverent poems communicate before they are even understood. This workshop will explore genre and encompass form of poetry by traditionally loved and lesser known contemporary poets.
Join us at 7 pm Wednesday, November 13 at the Kent Memorial Library, 50 North Main Street, Suffield, CT. RSVP: 860=668=3896.
Dead Writers Dance
Join Straw Dog Writers on Saturday, October 19, 2019 711 pm for the Annual Dead Writers Dance and have a literary Halloween. Northampton Center for the Arts, 33 Hawley Street, Northampton, MA. $20 before $25 at the door. Dress as your favorite dead poet.
Great Fall International Word Festival
Join Florence Poets Saturday, Oct. 12 7 p.m. at the Shea Theater, Turners Falls for a reading at the Great Falls International Word Festival
Gerry Yelle
Anita Gellers
Linda Wiodyka
Sashsa Berman
Eileen P. Kennedy
Tommy Twilit
Howie Faerstein
Rosie McMahan

“By evening, the women are mountains wrapped in dark shawls.” =
