Ricochets and Echoes (borrowed from Tim)

Wow, last night was quite a circus with 16 poets, including a guest appearance by Willow, an longtime member who moved to Cambridge a while ago. We had a visitor named Yvette who came all the way from Saratoga. She and the late Mr. Casline did not get to read because we ran out of time.

I was limiting everyone to ten minutes instead of the usual 15, but still was not enough. I need to remind you that we cannot digress into personal viewpoints on the issues presented in the poems whether it is religious, political or other. We simply 1) do not have the time and 2) are there to critique the structure and efficacy of the poems not debate the contents.

The meeting was very rowdy . We have a lot to talk about and enjoy each other's company, but unless we want to consider splitting up into smaller groups (which no one does), we have to concentrate on the matters at hand. The discussion group, as such, convenes at Smitty's after the meeting and everyone is welcome. Those who came last night were very hungry and we all consumed cheeseburgers and fries and other goodies with our beer and iced tea.

Art's poem, btw, was the shortest and sweetest. Two good performance pieces by Willow and Tim.

Miscellaneous:
God, I hate sounding like God.
Cathy fell asleep and was too groggy to make the meeting.
Tim is going to Montreal for a wild weekend.
Mike is heading off to the lake for the summer and leaving us.
There was a lot of conversation that I missed.
My real birthday was last Sunday. The party is no longer a surprise, as I caught on. Remember to RSVP to my daughter.
Thank you, Larry, for the present.

I will be back at work next Tuesday and will post the comments that are waiting and Mark's poem from the last meeting.