Here we are...

...a group of Baby Boomers of sundry religious,
political and cultural orientations, who have been
meeting at the Voorheesville Public Library since 1991
to read and discuss each other's poems.

We include old fathers and young grandmothers,
artists and musicians, and run-of-the-mill eccentrics.
Writers are welcome to stop in and stay if they like us.

Some of Us

Some of Us
Dennis Sullivan, Beverly Osborne, Tom Corrado, Edie Abrams, Art Willis, Alan Casline (all seated); Paul Amidon, Mike Burke, Tim Verhaegen, Mark O'Brien, Barbara Vink, Philomena Moriarty

Monday, February 25, 2008

Maybe not perfect, but good

Sunshine, blue sky
Coffee smells
Fur collars
Tie dyed socks
Irish sweaters
Dangly earrings
Bev's little feet
Siver braids (like my Aunt Kate's)
Abe on a stool (Mr. W.'s grandson)...
all things that stick in my mind from the Sunday reading.

We performed in a beautiful sunlit room to a SRO crowd, peppered with familiar faces.
Beach Boy Burke appeared in company with Larry "the ape"Rapant. Larry is sporting a head of lovely grey curls and it was a happy thing to see him. Also happy to see Susan Riback, smiling and glowing, and former EOTNP Jill Crammond who has moved on to her own successful pursuits. Also there was Mimi's friend Marion Menna who comes to our special events, and Jan Tramentano (a former VPL employee) was passing out flyers for her guest appearance at Cafe Lena in March.

We got to meet Art's son and grandson (who was very patient to sit through all our adult nonsense). Art read his brief, moving piece that accompanied the National Geographic photo he brought to a meeting. Dr. Pierce (Jennifer) arrived to prop up Alan, who did a great organizing job, thank you, Alan. The line for refreshments was a little slow, but the coffee was worth waiting for and the desserts looked good, altho I managed to restrain myself.

Stacey and Bev were there, and some spouses. Dennis led off with Irish poems, naturally, then Mimi read tributes about her dad, and I ranted about Darfur and Iraq and Hillary (who has incensed me to new levels). O'beeduid a good poem from a little book that he and Alan have been working on.

Tom entertained mightily with another little publication titled Searching for Bobby Fischer that was the most popular piece of the afternoon. Corrado is quite a showman. Also to note that he is continuing to exhibit at the Lark Street gallery, this time several of his latex sculptures. Check with him for details.

Benevolent Bird and his hat read his Christman takeoff and took more time than the rest of us, but seeing that he was the supervisor, I guess that was okay. Edie, in her braids, passed out print copies of her three poems and wrapped things up.

Oh, yeah, because Dan Wilcox was otherwise engaged, I brought my little red camera and took the liberty of photographing - not the poets who I am tired of photographing, but the audience, which was more interesting. I captured a photo of Dennis emerging from the ladies room (he was good - we heard him wash his hands).

Six of us chowed on pizza and burgers on the way home. We talked movies and Oscars and New Scotland zoning (Edie is warning of a Target). Tom and I left before the conversation disintegrated into a political exchange; I am feeling very fiesty about politics at the moment.

I started passing out flyers for the Pot Luck Poetry Brunch in April. We will discuss this Thursday, this week, meeting. See you all, I hope.

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