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upcoming events

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Apr 30 2015
Piano Slam 7

Urban Classical concert Featuring Miami’s Young Poets. For more information, visit: http://www.pianoslam.org

Free Ticketed Event.

7:30pm
1300 Biscayne Blvd.
33132 Miami, Florida
Apr 18 2015
Poetry Under the Oaks

Celebrate National Poetry Month beneath the oak trees. Enjoy the beauty of nature and the artistry of poets from Central Florida and beyond. Bring your lunch. Read a poem. Hear others read "What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd." 

Sponsored by the WT Bland Public Library and The Mount Dora Library Association.

11:00am
1995 North Donnelly Street
32757 Mount Dora, Florida
Apr 01 2015 to Apr 30 2015
2015 Soapbox Poetry Program

O, Miami and The Writer’s Room at The Betsy in Miami invite poets to participate in their 2015 Soapbox Poetry Program during National Poetry Month. For more information, visit: http://www.betsywritersroom.com/2014/12/15/a-call-to-poets-for-soapbox-p...

5:00pm to 6:00pm
1440 Ocean Drive
33139 Miami Beach, Florida

recent & featured listings

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Colony Atlantic Center for the Arts Florida
Writing Program Key West Literary Seminar Florida
Writing Program Florida International University Florida
Writing Program University of Miami MFA Program Florida
Writing Program University of Central Florida Florida
Writing Program University of South Florida Florida
Conference O, Miami Florida
Conference Palm Beach Poetry Festival Florida
Conference Other Words Florida
Small Press The University Press of Florida Florida

poems

poem
Call the roller of big cigars,
The muscular one, and bid him whip
In kitchen cups concupiscent curds.
Let the wenches dawdle in such dress
As they are used to wear, and let the boys
Bring flowers in last month's newspapers.
Let be be finale of seem.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.

Take from the
poem

After The I Hate to Cook Cookbook (1961)
 
 
How scattered I am: post-spouse, with company coming;
in Florida in my earthquake gown, in my eelskin slingbacks
 
and electric mink stole. I tried to make
puff paste with sweating hands; butter
 
in the
poem
She sang beyond the genius of the sea.
The water never formed to mind or voice,
Like a body wholly body, fluttering
Its empty sleeves; and yet its mimic motion
Made constant cry, caused constantly a cry,
That was not ours although we understood,
Inhuman, of the veritable ocean.

The sea was not a mask.  No more
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