It’s National Poetry Month, which means you’re getting two emails from me in one month. Gasp!
During April each year, Misha and I collaborate to produce poem business cards for our shop. Each year I choose ten little poems and poem pieces that I’ve written, and then give them away to all who come to shop! It’s a delight.
This year we also printed five of my poems as broadsides to sell at the shop. Here’s one of them, a love poem I wrote this winter:
Enrobed
Afterwards, we glow
as if lit
from within
by roses and wax
cheeks reddened
eyes aflame
Upcoming Events:
1. Every Day Is A Poem: Join local poet Taylor Mardis Katz for an open-hearted, generative, exploratory, and fun-filled poetry-writing class to celebrate National Poetry Month.
In this class, we will explore ways to remember, commemorate, celebrate, and mark our days through writing poems. We will explore what sorts of events we tend to remember, and why, and challenge ourselves to expand our own understanding of what deserves to be commemorated.
We will spend time reading the work of poets that explore both large and small moments in their lives, and discuss the ways that the act of writing a poem can provide a written snapshot that can help enhance our own understanding and appreciation of our own multifaceted, ever-changing lives.
Saturday, April 15th, from 10:00 to 11:30 am at the Chelsea Public Library. Coffee & tea & snacks will be provided, of course.
2. Hartland Poetry Fest: A reading featuring poets Megan Buchanan (MY FRIEND! <3), Robert Foote, Alan Haehnel, Taylor Mardis Katz, Ray Keifetz, & Hatsy McGraw.
This in-person event will also be streamed via Zoom! To register, click here.
Thursday, April 27, from 7:00 - 8:30 PM at the Hartland Public Library.
What I’m Reading: My tarot cards, the local newspaper, the Chelsea Spotlight (our town’s new quarterly print newsletter), Kierkegaard, the New Yorker, New York Magazine, the landscape out my window (juncos!!), the interviews in the new Paris Review, my emails, your emails, all our collective emails—I am hacking into your account to read your emails for you, and yes I am to them responding promptly, and yes my responses are witty & wise; you’re welcome, no sweat, my pleasure, least I can do, really—happy Poetry Month, you deserve a poem, go treat yourself.
love,
Taylor
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