2011 Montserrat Poetry Festival
June 5, 2011
1 p.m. to 8 p.m.
check out the website for details:
http://www.kmos.org/Poetry/Index.html
Performance Schedule
1:00 E. John Knapp, Jefferson City
1:20 Alex Wales, Warrensburg
1:40 Faith Bemiss, Sedalia
2:00 Neal Torrey, Bolivar
2:20 Carol Gorski Buckels, Rocheport
2:40 Gustavo Adolfo Aybar, Kansas City
3:00 Brent Martin, Jefferson City
3:20 Tony Shaffer, Warrensburg
3:40 Diana Chang, Fulton
4:00 David Clewell, St. Louis
4:40 Columbia Writers’ Guild (Larry Allen)
4:40 Columbia Writers’ Guild (Eva Ridenour)
4:40 Columbia Writers’ Guild (James Coffman)
5:10 Bernard Hartg, Chamois
5:30 Clarence Wolfshohl, Fulton
5:50 Connie Koch, Sedalia
6:10 Christina Pacosz, Kansas City
6:30 Tantra Zawadi, New York City
7:00 Robert Milton Ingram, Independence
7:20 Evelyn Aholt, Glasgow
7:40 Daniel Mollenkamp, Warrensburg
Sunday, May 1, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Kansas City Metropolitan Verse - vol 5 2011
The proof copy is being printed as we speak! If all is as it should be (as I'm sure it is or will be) the bulk order will be submitted to the publisher in plenty of time for a National Poetry Month Book Release. Advance orders are being taken until Monday, March 21. The cost is $10. (postage paid by the chapter for advance orders). Mail (or drop by the check ) to 877 NW South Shore Dr. KCMO 64151. The anthology will be available on Amazon.com within a few months.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Hunkered Down by Frank Adams
Hunkered Down -
Forecasters call for a winter storm
then suddenly, as if by magic,
even the trees are quiet
the squirrels are gone
there are no birds at the fountain
people rush to the grocery store
buying milk and liquor
chips and bread
sandwich meat, processed cheese food -
lunches for the kids
fortifying themselves
for the night ahead
the day home from work
hunkered down
praying the heat does not go off
that the power stays on
and that the television
and computer work
doctors call for his pending death
it might be anytime now –
no way to tell
and the world goes silent
the birds do not sing
as the family shops
for milk and eggs
liquor and chips
to fortify themselves
for the night ahead
the day home from work
the waiting
praying it’s soon
praying for it to be over
Frank Adams
Forecasters call for a winter storm
then suddenly, as if by magic,
even the trees are quiet
the squirrels are gone
there are no birds at the fountain
people rush to the grocery store
buying milk and liquor
chips and bread
sandwich meat, processed cheese food -
lunches for the kids
fortifying themselves
for the night ahead
the day home from work
hunkered down
praying the heat does not go off
that the power stays on
and that the television
and computer work
doctors call for his pending death
it might be anytime now –
no way to tell
and the world goes silent
the birds do not sing
as the family shops
for milk and eggs
liquor and chips
to fortify themselves
for the night ahead
the day home from work
the waiting
praying it’s soon
praying for it to be over
Frank Adams
Monday, January 31, 2011
WINTER!
think it's gonna snow?
as i waited for the january poetry submission for this forum and realized it isnt coming, i decided to use this time just to check in and let readers know there is still a blog. March! i know it will be here soon. then we can climb out of cyberspace and all get together across the table from each other and share some poetry!
the vol 5 anthology submissions are being collected and this volume promises to be as enjoyable a read as those from our past. the diversity of our voices continues to be our stength.
stay warm and stay safe... see you in the spring.
as i waited for the january poetry submission for this forum and realized it isnt coming, i decided to use this time just to check in and let readers know there is still a blog. March! i know it will be here soon. then we can climb out of cyberspace and all get together across the table from each other and share some poetry!
the vol 5 anthology submissions are being collected and this volume promises to be as enjoyable a read as those from our past. the diversity of our voices continues to be our stength.
stay warm and stay safe... see you in the spring.
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
december featured poetry by pat berge
Blaze
Blinking awake from night
Reddish orange sky
Covers thrown back
Bare feet hit the floor
Run to the porch
Nose to the screen
Watch golden trees gulp sunrise
Once, she ran toward
The edge of the prairie
Dragging him by the hand
Hurry! Hurry!
It happens so fast!
They sat by corn stalks and
Watched bloodred leak into sky
While Blaze lowered herself
So slowly the eye could not see
Letting poetry play hide and seek
Rising and falling
Rising and falling
She called
Can you meet?
Yes, in an hour.
You bring the sandwiches.
I’ll bring the wine.
Where?
Down by the river.
On an Indian throw
Under a River Birch
Glasses of Sauvignon clinked
Hours of telling and laughing,
Devouring
Croissants and honey crisp apples
Finally quiet, they watched
As trains and cars crept along
The horizon.
Bridges turned black
Against the last
Blinking awake from night
Reddish orange sky
Covers thrown back
Bare feet hit the floor
Run to the porch
Nose to the screen
Watch golden trees gulp sunrise
Once, she ran toward
The edge of the prairie
Dragging him by the hand
Hurry! Hurry!
It happens so fast!
They sat by corn stalks and
Watched bloodred leak into sky
While Blaze lowered herself
So slowly the eye could not see
Letting poetry play hide and seek
Rising and falling
Rising and falling
She called
Can you meet?
Yes, in an hour.
You bring the sandwiches.
I’ll bring the wine.
Where?
Down by the river.
On an Indian throw
Under a River Birch
Glasses of Sauvignon clinked
Hours of telling and laughing,
Devouring
Croissants and honey crisp apples
Finally quiet, they watched
As trains and cars crept along
The horizon.
Bridges turned black
Against the last
Sunday, December 12, 2010
still available...
a handful of our 2010 anthology are being held for mary and for sheila. if anyone else is interested there are a few copies left for your gift giving or treasured keeping. let me know.
Friday, November 5, 2010
greetings from kcmetroverse.blogspot.com
bet you thought the blog was dead, long live the blog... it's not dead, it was just on vacation while the typist got used to her new life. they are thriving, so now WE'RE BACK!
tuesday, nov 9 is our next chapter meeting. we have lots to discuss: poetry (of course), poets (like always), and business. ( havent had a business meeting for a while). think about renewal of your state membership, anthology #4 as a Christmas gift, submissions for #5, where and when to have our annual party (dec is right around the corner. bring a guest. ), and any other "business" (funny, monkey, or sincere) that needs to be brought to the table.
tuesday, nov 9 is our next chapter meeting. we have lots to discuss: poetry (of course), poets (like always), and business. ( havent had a business meeting for a while). think about renewal of your state membership, anthology #4 as a Christmas gift, submissions for #5, where and when to have our annual party (dec is right around the corner. bring a guest. ), and any other "business" (funny, monkey, or sincere) that needs to be brought to the table.
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