This, too, has become a regular on my poetry calendar, especially because I can stay home — it’s on Zoom. The host is Charlie Rossiter out-of-Bennington, who likes to do 2 rounds of 1 poem each.
Charlie put me 1st on his sign-up sheet & since we were close enough to Halloween I read 2 poems on that theme, in the first round a ghost poem, “Photo at the QE2, 1991,” then for the 2nd time around “Witches in my Attic.”
Sally Rhoades began with a poem written this Summer at a Provincetown workshop originated by the late Stanley Kunitz “Nonpareil for my Father;” in the 2nd round a piece written during the pandemic “No School Buses.”
Kenn Ash’s 1st piece titled “Parallel Presence” was an eco-poem on bat guano; in his 2nd round a new, political piece “Single-Minded.”
Bridget read 2 short poems from her series “Out of the Corner of My Eye” one on the flight of crows, & one about the secrets under the leaves; later a piece titled “Almost Americana” inspired by a Yelp review.
Charlie, our host, in the 1st round read “Thanksgiving Letter” about the perfect turkey; in the 2nd round notes from the news during the Trump era salvaged from the old notebooks.
Julie Lomoe’s 1st round piece was titled “My Womb Dome” a long, rambling prose memoir of her involvement in the early women’s movement in NYC; then later, “Gin on the Rocks” from her series about the time she fell (did you know she had a sub-dural hematoma a few years ago?).
Tom Nicotera battled computer issues again, but was able to read the descriptive “Take Out“, then later, at the end, a piece beginning “we are all ghosts here” on aging & death.
But for now we ghosts remain above ground & hopefully will be back for the next 2nd Wednesday all-genre open mic out of Bennington (Vermont, that is). If you haven’t joined us & want to be “here,” email Charlie at charliemrossiter@gmail.com & ask for the link.
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