Third Thursday Poetry Night, August 20

To start off the evening’s poetry I, as I do each month, invoked the Muse in the form of a gone poet, tonight the spirit of Lew Welch (1926 - 1971), whom I noted had been born on August 16 in 1926. He famously walked into the mountains of California in May 23, 1971, with a revolver & his body was never found. I read his short poem beginning “I saw myself…” from his Ring of Bone: Collected Poems 1950 - 1971 (Grey Fox Press, 1973) which seems to predict his death. Then on to the work of living (& present) poets.

First on the sign-up list, & here for the first time, was Laura Ludwig, who for many years ran the monthly poetry open mic at Inquiring Minds Bookstore in Saugerties, NY; tonight she read a poem titled “Jazz,” trees & the music of Louis Armstrong, the joint jumping, with the memory of artists. 

Thomas B. was here once again to read “The Same Power,” a tender, relationship poem. 

Maria Sohn was back after an absence; she said that her introduction to her poem was longer than the poem itself, & told a story of finding a box of poems in her attic, among which was a poem by her best friend, Margaret, & the next day Margaret’s sister called Maria to tell her that Margaret had passed away, so Maria read Margaret’s poem, titled “Cal’s Tavern,” a gallery of the town’s characters drinking in the Tavern. 

The night’s featured poet, Jason O’Toole, brought friends & relatives to cheer him on, notably, his mother Christine, whom I had met in high school in my senior year at Vincentian Institute here in Albany in Journalism class. Jason was born in Albany & I first encountered him in the music scene in Albany centered around the QE2 rock club, just down the street from from the building that would become the Social Justice Center. He began with poems published by Ghost City Press, out of Syracuse, NY with vintage Albany photos, looking back to the past, including “Sissy Boy” which mentioned Snyder’s Lake. The centerpiece of his reading were poems from The Strange Misgivings of the Sadly Gifted, originally published by Dead Man’s Press Ink of Albany, NY, now available in an expanded 2nd edition with illustrations by Alexander O’Toole (to whom the book is dedicated) & collages by The Collage Club of The Netherlands based on Jason’s poems. He moved on to a mix of published & new pieces, including “Astropastoral (The Second Pentacle of the Sun)" for which he had won the 2025 Amy Lowell prize, & ended with a brand new poem, “Small Maps.”

Following the break I got back to the open mic list & read an old piece, “I Thought I Saw Elvis,” noting that Elvis “left the house,” so to speak, in 1977 on the anniversary of Lew Welch’s birth.

Tom Bonville read “What I Realized,” just written this morning, pondering the customers at his local Walmart & their cars in the parking lot.

David Gonsalves wrote the poem “Perseus” about meteors although he didn’t see any this year.

Elaine Kenyon hadn't signed up at first, but ultimately decided to read a new piece, still hand-written, responding to a poem by Mary Oliver, one that begins with the line “In Every Heart.”

Please join us at the Social Justice Center, 33 Central Ave., Albany, NY on the third Thursday of the month for a reading by a local or regional writer, with an open mic for the rest of us — start time 7:30PM, your donation supports poetry events in Albany & the work of the SJC.

Third Thursday Poetry Night, July 16

This night marked 20 years of the Third Thursday Poetry Night at the Social Justice Center, the series began back in the Fall of 1997 & was at 2 other venues until moving here in July 2006. The featured poet that night was Donald Lev (1936 - 2018), so on this night I invoked Donald as the Muse, read from his chapbook Adventures at the Upstate (Pamphilus Press, 2007) the poem “The Revolution Will Not Be Televised.”

Thomas B. started off the open mic portion of the night. He said he signed up at #2 hoping someone else would take #1, but no one did. He read a piece titled “Pass Me By” about opportunities missed, the he lightened the mood with piece about stubbing his toe.

I teased David Gonsalves before he read that the night could be seen as contest between himself & the featured poet, Kate McNairy, as to who has the shortest poems; he then read 2 short poems, “Oh Good,“ like a family memory, then “Lost” a child returning to his mother.

Sally Rhoades was back home in Albany, from following the World Cup in various locations, with her husbad & even younger generations.  She  began with a short poem, “The Shacks Along the Road,” a memory from childhood that brings her joy, then a longer, descriptive piece written on the train heading home from NYC, “The Sun is Setting.”

I read a poem about the Bomb, “A Poem for August 6,” then my latest poem card based on an Instagram post offering a prompt, “in another lifetime.”

Featured poet Kate McNairy read from her recent chapbook, When the Cats Yawn (Finishing Line Press, 2025),  mixing in some new poems as well. One of the cats in question, Tigger, is on the cover of the book, but has died, their place taken by 2 cats now. Her poems are short, some are Haiku, & none of the poems in her book are longer than half a page, & most are 6 to 8 short lines. As such she did us a great favor of reading each of the poems twice, a technique favored by writers of Haiku, so that we can absorb a bit more the 2nd time around.  She also grouped her poems by themes, such as the Seasons or times of the day. As an example, here in its entirety is a sample:

Education

Lisa signed

‘never change, be you’

in my yearbook —

Yet remaining

the same got me

nowhere.

Join us each third Thursday of the month at the Social Justice Center, 33 Central Ave., Albany, NY at 7:30PM for a reading by a local or regional writer, with an open mic for the rest of us — $5.00 suggested donation, which pays the featured reader, supports poetry events in Albany, & the work of the Social Justice Center.

2nd Sunday @ 2: Poetry + Prose, July 12

There was a full sign-up list for this monthly open mic (not that we couldn’t have squeezed a few more in). The hosts are Nancy Klepsch & me, Dwx. Readers can do 2 poems or 5 minutes of prose.

1st up was Thomas B. who started with a celebratory poem that began, “When I read a good book…” he wants to share it, then an amusing piece about trying to understand the meaning of his own poem. Rhonda Rosenheck’s 1st poem was about food, “Esther’s Domestic,” then she talked about having performed a poem with the Albany Symphony Orchestra for the festival in Waterford, “The Aerie Beneath My Feet.”

Joel Best began with a conversation ironically titled “Soliloquy,” then a funny, outrageous narrative “Twice You Lie,” both with his characteristic wild mix of images & leaps. David Gonsalves read short pieces (of course!), an Haiku “Fish Take Flight,” & “Lost.” 

I read an older piece, inappropriately appropriate for the month about a woman on street corner in an American flag blouse, “Patriotism,” the another piece I recently turned into a poem card, “Parallel Parking.” I was followed by my co-host, Nancy Klepsch, who read 2 experimental, prompt-driven pieces, that may be without titles, an exquisite corpse beginning “a line, a line...,” then one written from a prompt to write a piece with the word three.

Sam Win showed up to connect with the writing community with hopes to publish a book; he read a long piece in rhyme titled “3D Freedom” & handed out business cards to his real estate business. By contrast, Anthony Bernini has been around since the earliest days of the poetry scene here in the late 1980s; he read 2 political pieces, “If You Can Keep It” based on Ben Franklin’s comment about democracy, another piece from the Iraq war, on the birth of words, “Before Iraq” (“Mesopotamia…”). Anthony’s most recent book is Selected Poems (The Troy Book Makers, 2025).

Sam Maurice recited poems from memory from his book Vibrant Sounds, Colors in Motion (Deadman’s Press Ink, 2nd Edition 2025), “The Therapist, The Meteorologist,” & the title poem. 

Annie Borthwick was a late signup who said she was a Troy native, with a story of the places she lived in Troy, some gone now.

Please join us for this open mic for poetry + prose on the 2nd Sunday of the month at 2:00pm at Collar Works, an arts collective, at 50 4th St., Troy, NY — Free! & open to all.

Third Thursday Poetry Night, June 18

Natalya Sukhonos

Tonight’s Muse was the gone Holy Local poet of Gloucester, MA, Vincent Ferrini (1913 - 2007); I read 2 short poems of his, “On the Nine 0” & “The Gold.” The featured poet, Natalya Sukhonos, lives much closer. 

But first some of the community writers on the sign-up sheet.

I have seen Charles Lapinski read at a couple of open mics in the area & more recently at An Evening of Music & Poetry for Peace & Justice in March; this night he read a new piece, “Lessons in Liberty,” on the July 4th celebrations & its follies. 

Doug Campbell, a regular reader here, said he had tried out his poem at the Monday workshops at the Alice Moore Black Arts Cultural Center, a piece in 3 parts, an imaginative piece in rap-style rhyme, “Someone Looking Out at the Sea,”  “Someone Looking Out at the Forest” & another about looking out in Space all in the same style. 

David Gonsalves brought his big book of poems & read “Pantoum” that was, well, a pantoum, in its traditional intricate structure.

Our featured poet, Natalya Sukhonos, has been promoting her new book of poems, Sunlight Trapped in Stone (Green Writers Press, 2026), with cover art by her sister, Marina Kornfield, “Soul Diver.” The book is divided into 3 sections & she read selections from each, starting with the introductory poem, “Ars Poetica with Spider and Peaches.” From section 1, “Fossilized Sunlight,” she read “After Bishop” (in in Elizabeth Bishop) on family deaths, including her own twin; “Symmetries of Pain” (about her grandmother); “Aunt Sash’s Dementia” about the woman who raised her; & “Oblivion, Interrupted.” From section 2, “Border Crossings,” & “1939, Lights Twinkling on the Water, Margaret Crossing the Atlantic” a child immigrant coming to Canada from Great Britain. Then a poem not in the book written for a friend who died last week, “Death My Double.” She ended with the last poem in the book from section 3, “Limpid Stone,” “Summer Rain.”

After the break we were back to finish up the open mic list, I read my poem “The Cold Clean Sea” from my book Gloucester Notes (Foothills Publishing, 2015).

I was followed by Julie Lomoe who read a recent rambling piece, “Death of a Mourning Dove,” a gift from her cat.

Avery Stemple pine pitch matts the hair on his arm & inspires his meditation on spirals & repetition in nature & in human life. 

Amina Gueye did some announcements for the programs at the AMBACC, then read a poem dedicated to her Mom who does hair braiding, “You’ve Made Me So Beautiful,” a peek into that magical art.

John Allen finished off the night with a poem he had trouble retrieving from his phone “Purity” read by someone else with a British accent, difficult to hear clearly perhaps adding to its underlying surreality.  

The Third Thursday Poetry Night takes place each month at the Social Justice Center, 33 Central Ave., Albany, NY, 7:00PM sign up for the open mic, reading starts at 7:30PM, the event includes a featured poet — $5.00 suggested donation pays the featured reader, supports poetry projects in Albany & the work of the Social Justice Center.

2nd Sunday @ 2 - Poetry + Prose. June 14

Back in the bank building, home to Collar Works, I was on my own as the host so that my co-host, Nancy Klepsch, could attend the Capital Pride Celebration in Albany’s Washington Park.

First up on the sign-up sheet was Anne Samson, her first time here. Both pieces she read were from writing retreats, the first titled “We Flow” from the Women’s Writers Center, the second from a retreat at Pyramid Lake, “Kayak Before Breakfast.

David Gonsalves, who is frequently here, read just one piece, titled simply “Ithaca.”

Bob Sharkey made a welcome return to the 2nd Sunday with a poetic tribute to the English painter, photographer & stage designer who died this week, David Hockney (1937 - 2016) based on his last interview with the Los Angeles Times, then a piece titled “American History” about a beloved high school teacher who inspired his class to break into song.

I read a couple of older pieces, one a tribute to Allen Ginsberg titled “June 3, 2022” in which I compare what I was doing to what Allen wrote about for that same date, then a personal affirmation, “I’m a Poet Too.”

Julie Lomoe read 2 pieces from a memoir-in-progress, one from her recent Norwegian cruise (if it’s recent does it qualify as a “memoir”?), then another a section from the introduction.

Then back into the World. Writers may join us any 2nd Sunday of the month at 2PM at 50 4th Street in Troy, NY for this open mic, 2 poems or 5 minute max for prose. Free & open & accepting of anyone.

2nd Tuesday All-Genre Open Mic out of Bennington, June 9

I was able to Zoom in this month, always an eclectic mix of poets from elsewhere. As usual, our host & moderator was Charlie Rossiter from his living room, & we did 2 rounds, not always in the same order this night.

I was up first & in my 1st round read a poem written (& titled) “June 3, 2007,” remembering the great gone poet Allen Ginsberg, & my own life intersecting. In the second round I read another older poem that I recently turned into a poem card, “Hidden Cafe Table Poem.”

Bill Thwing did his thing with his guitar, a song for his 1-year old granddaughter, Clara, “Our Sweet Little Buttercup,” her smiles now, the things she’ll do as she grows up. Then another song in his 2nd round, “Swept Away” about a dream of standing in a stream, that somehow led into a group discussion of AI.

Sharon Smith began with one of the 1st poems she wrote 7 or 8 years ago, “Between the Hidden & the Revealed” (which she included in her 2022 collection, reflection: poems. The 2nd time around she read a dream poem, “June 6,” which is the anniversary of her father’s death.

Our host, Charlie Rossiter read a poem I remember hearing years ago, a memoir of his father as a bad example, “Drinking While Driving.” His 2nd round poem was also a memoir titled “Eating Scrambled Eggs at Midnight Thinking of Blummie,” a woman who was not related but sort of “an extra grandmother.” 

Ginny Folger read he poem “Insomnia” that she has just heard has been selected for publication in Eclectica Magazine. In round 2 she also read a memoir poem, this titled “Visit.”

A regular here, Tom Nicotera, read a brand new poem, “BookTender” about librarians as bartenders listening to patrons, not just stackers the books. For his 2nd round he read a Father’s Day poem, “Dreaming of Fish: for My Father” about their time fishing together.

It had been a night of memoir which Mark O’Brien capped off in both of his rounds, first with “Fermented Childhood,” then in round 2 with another childhood memory of being at a local military firing range “I Have Never Found an Arrowhead” but lots of brass instead. 

One never knows where the poets show up from at this Zoom gathering held on the 2nd Tuesday of each month. If you’ve been “here” previously Charlie has your email address & will send you the link each month; if not, send an email to Charlie at charliemrossiter@gmail.com & ask for the link — it’s worth the effort.

Salon Salvage, May 30

Matthew Klane is one of the co-hosts, along with Amie Zimmerman & Hajar Hussaini  who make this reading series happen every month; he announced that this was the 44th event in 46 months — an impressive run. Matthew & Amie shared the introduction for this night’s reading.

There were 4 readers this night; the first was Kate Colby who read from her new book, Paradoxx (Essay Press, 2025) a collection of essays & memoir poems, in 100 sections, all in the 1st person, notes during the pandemic. She teaches at Brown & said this was her 1st time in Troy, NY. She began with a piece about her father & a cold wood stove, another piece was a memoir of high school on “Slow Dancing to Heaven,” another was a dream of sex (or, was it really happening). She ended with a new poem, “White Noise White Smell” either the title or the 1st line. 

Darcie Dennigan read new work from the manuscript of “Commander,” again all in the 1st person, what could be a novel, funny, sexual, playing with gender roles, the Commander a character, & references to Russian writers. One section was a Marxist take on pregnancy, read with a friend joining her to read the other voice.

Sylvia Jones also said this was her 1st time in Troy (she lives in Baltimore, MD), she read from the actual page proofs of of her new collection of poems Dope Calisthenics, due out in October from Relegation Books. Since the pieces are all short, she was able to read a bunch of them, often based on statements from others, famous or otherwise, random thoughts, long titles to very short poems, often the title giving some context to what seemed like notebook jottings. But easily relatable topics & situations, including politics & government.

The final performer was Tia Brown with a full-fledged multi-media act including projected photos, some even from TV news casts, an amped ukulele on loop, & a guitar with split-screen videos. Some of the photos, documenting events with images from a plane, or a highway, became nearly abstract images. One series included TV interviews & videos of the streets of Buffalo during a snowstorm.

Catch this series on the last Saturday of the month at Upstairs Arts Collective, 403 Fulton St., Troy, NY at 7:00PM, donations (& purchases of the authors' books) gratefully accepted. Authors & artists from hither & yon.