Poetry and Discussion
A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. (Robert Frost)
Musings On Day And Night Written on a Humid Night in Late September, Before a Massive Projected Letdown the Next Day.
Day and Night.
Two sides of a different coin.
One of optimism
Another of pure cynicism.
Watch is the sun rises
Pouring forth its light over the world
Look away as the moon radiates down
And the world is in shadow.
Walt Whitman Poetry Reading
October 18 at 5PM in Bradley
Bring your favorite Walt Whitman poem and we'll read and discuss.
Food and Refreshments provided.
And your very flesh shall be a great poem.
In the interlude between crisp fall breezes
The air rests warm and still
Amidst the tree trunks,
Suspended and suspending
Leaves clinging in wait
For the right moment
To tumble in the waning light.
Wait with me
In the grace of this
No longer fighting falling.
At the parabola’s peak,
In this moment of
Breathe with the sighs of angels.
Cry with the tears of god.
Touch with your virgin fingers
The softer places of time.
Open the spaces between
Close your eyes to see.
Let go and hold
Sunday, Sept. 19th
Del Rossi's Trattoria, Rte 137N, Dublin, NH 03444
In the instant
I ran through that field
Oh what a great field it was
Overlooking a place of great men.
And saw the phantom spirits.
I turned around into the blackness
Oh the trees on the edge
Menacing and looming over.
They chased after me
I ran faster, clutching my key chain and backpack close
Oh useless items
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This site was started by a retired Saint Anselm Professor
The call goes out.
Its all coming down
The world order dissolving.
Chaos is here ladies and gentleman.
I say screw welcoming Chaos.
Its just a mature manifestation of unhealthy teenage angst.
Great Books Society: Wordsworth and Coleridge Poetry Reading
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner, Goody Blake, The Thorn, and more.
Bring your favorite Wordsworth or Colereidge poem to read
Food (Baked Albatross?) and Refreshments (Water water everywhere) provided
Bradley House Lounge
planted in the earth
Clips of Prof. Brown, Father Peter, Prof Koneiczka,and Prof. Kuehne Reading Sonnets at Shakespeare's Birthday
Clips of Prof. Brown, Father Peter, Prof Koneiczka,and Prof. Kuehne Reading Sonnets at Shakespeare's Birthday. April 23. 2010.
Clip 1: Prof. Brown
Clp 2: Father Peter
Clip 3: Prof Koneiczka
Clip 4: Prof. Kuehne
For the Martin Luther King unit in Second Year Humanities
If I Were Tickled by the Rub of Love