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12 August 2008Bertha
Bertha DeHaas reading at POP VI (photo by Mariel Geiger) 10 August 2008POP VIThis July, Poets on the Porch celebrated its sixth year as part of the Norway Arts Festival. The readings took place Saturday, July 12, 2008, from 1:00 to 3:00 on the front lawn of the Norway Memorial Library in Norway, Maine. Here's who read.
09 August 2008Norway Arts Fetival haikuLisa Moore and I both wrote a bunch of haiku -- a hunk of haiku? -- dealing with this year's fest. Michalene Hague also wrote some. Off and on I'll post a few. Here is my poem about the Norway Memorial Library's annual book sale: Is it July yet? Of course. See the book-shoppers Enjoying the sale? And here is Lisa's: Books, old books, new books, Books by the bag, decade, dime, a winter of books. 07 August 2008Norway Arts Fetival haikuDawn Nelson, of Henderson, Nevada, and her parents, Gerry and P. Nelson, of Greenwood, Maine, wrote haiku celebrating this year's Arts Festival. Here are their poems. First, three from P. Nelson: Yay, came one, came all To the Norway Festival It was magical All good things must end Steamboats streaming down lake Penn Please -- come back again Waylaid by beauty Senses quenching all of me as the gladdest thing Dawn added this note to the waylaid haiku: "You might want to know that 'Waylaid by beauty' was inspired by two poems by Edna St. Vincent Millay. The line 'waylaid by beauty' is from the poem 'Assault,' while the phrase 'Gladdest thing' comes from 'Afternoon on a Hill." Now, two from Gerry: Mooselookmeguntic Compares only in name to Pennesseewassee Water is calming Pennesseewassee loons glide Maine, a perfect place And finally, two from Dawn: Taps are on the side Whoever thought you could get Root beer from a truck Wood burns, water steams A boat moves slowly forward Smoke rises, curling Thanks P., Gerry, and Dawn. Lovely work -- particularly that last one. There are more Arts Fest haiku to come. 06 August 2008The Wonderful Bumblebeeby T. Jewell Collins With apologies to Joyce Kilmer who wrote "Trees" I think that I shall never see A flower without a bumblebee, A bumblebee who hums at meals As nectar from the flowers he steals, A bumblebee whose constant whirr Sets the pollen in a stir, A bumble bee so fat and soft I wonder how he stays aloft, Who, climbing upward in his flight, Draws a bead on where to light. If God can make a bumblebee Whatever made Him think of me? Jewell read this at POP VI. |
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