Someplace. obviously, because the turnout last night was sad. Unfortunately, we had a guest - Anne - a library student interning here for the summer, who heard some very limited samples of our poetry and not much gaveling. Anne took a turn reading and has a lovely, poetic voice.
BTW...The library is planning a Sunday trip on Sept. 28 to the Bethel Woods Center, aka the brand new Woodstock Museum, celebrating the festival that rocked the world, right on the site. I think it sounds like "a blast" and am signing up to go. I would like to re-live it with my kids and grandkids who of course have no idea what life was like then. It is a short drive and will cost approx $35, which includes your admission. In addition to the museum there is a concert venue with entertainment, shops and crafts and a couple of restaurants. Please join me - invite friends! You may investigate the site at www.bethelwoodscenter.com.
As you probably know, I was nowhere over the weekend, gasping for breath in my air conditioning while every one else was busy attending Alan's party or hearing Mimi in Washington Park. Sorry I missed everything. Charlie Rossiter was here visiting and Mark and Alan were hiking. I am thoroughly enjoying Markle's new blog about his Helderberg adventures with bIRD. He is doing a beautiful job, great photos, interesting text and a good old geezer (I don't mean Alan).
Our Mr. Amidon was quite wound up last night, expressing his opinions forcefully and sharpening his wit on all of us. He had a poem about the end of the Catskill Game, which I felt was all his fault. If he had started attending sooner than the last week, they probably would not have had to close.
Cathy had a throat-tightener called "Daddies Coming Home" about flag-draped boxes. Good one.
Edie's title was also a great line "I am the Center of the Ripples in the Pond". We had a small discussion about the word simpering which, according to my dictionary, means to say or smile in a silly manner.
Mr. Amidon bluntly told Mr. Lawlor that Mr. Lawlor's poem sounded like an instruction manual. The subject matter was "Knowledge and Wisdom" and I am afraid we agreed that it was more informational than poetic. Dan took it good-naturedly.
I had no poem and no idea where all the poets were. Poor Anne did not get to see us at our finest.
BTW, due to the small turnout, I determined that there would be no 5th Thursday this month.
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.
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
Friday, July 25, 2008
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I've noticed that Amidon character doesn't say all that much when there are a lot of poets (with poems) in attendance. That's the answer! If more people would show up there would be less air time to fill. So come back, poets, don't let the summer be an excuse not to.
ReplyDeleteAll who could have made it to the do at Alan and Jennifer's but didn't missed a great evening. The poetry readings took on a life of their own, with a good selection of work from Lawlor, Sullivan, O'Brien, Alan, Tim V. and Tim Lake. (So where were the women poets?)
There's a typo on the announcement for the open mic on July 27. The featured poet is Carol Graser (not Grazur). Good poet, to be sure.
The Mosquito