PEN World Voices Festival
Come celebrate National Poetry Month with me at the PEN World Voices Festival. I will read from and sign copies of Free Ferry at the Upper Hand Press booth 4-4:30pm on April 20. The Press Fest event, sponsored by CLMP, will allow me to meet my publisher, the extraordinary Ann Starr!
National Poetry Month at Chappaqua Station
|Chappaqua Station Café|
St. Petersburg Review and more
Thanks to Libby Hodges for publishing my translation from The Hero by Hélène Sanguinetti in St. Petersburg Review. Charles Alexander of Chax Press is preparing galleys for the book’s debut in June, and Lynne DeSilva-Johnson of The Operating System announced my translation, Alparegho, Like Nothing Else, as part of its 2019 catalog. Exciting!
Extraordinary planetary travels
|Photo from the Mars Rover|
Last night, Westchester Amateur Astronomers got a treat! Carter Emmart, director of astrovisualization, American Museum of Natural History, and Dr. Alexander Bock demonstrated open-source software streaming the latest, sometimes live, satellite images of planets. Emmart can zoom in at angles on mountains for an accurate if rarely seen view of planetary landscapes. We traced an Apollo mission in an astonishingly close-up way. Emmart shows these exhilarating fly-bys Sunday eves at the Hayden Planetarium.
Nile Rodgers Front and Center
The lovebird that got away
Our good friend Mary Wasacz will be a featured storyteller in the second annual Tales from the 'Dale and Beyond, April 12 at 7:30pm, at the Heathcote auditorium. Discover how she lost her lovebird Shirley, and how she got her back! You can also hear Mary at the Scarsdale Public Library Festival of Writers, April 15 at 11:00-12:30pm, and 1-2pm. Break a line, Mary!
Poetry in America
|Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)|
How to be a Poet by Jo Bell, Jane Commane guest writers (Nine Arches Press, 2017)
Manhattanville College, The Art of The Pitch Workshop, agent Katharine Sands/editor Ron Hogan , April 21, 10am – 4pm, register here
Rhino is open for submissions through July 31
Cahaba River Literary Journal, Soap Stone Creek Literary Journal for Kids, Mothering With Imagination, and Writer’s Bi-Monthly Review invite submissions to email@example.com
Cauliflower Kung Pao – wow!
Dear friends Linda and Joe Simone have come over to the green side as vegetarians, and they bring delicious recipes! This one is a winner, healthy and tasty all at once.
1 red organic pepper, diced
1 yellow organic pepper, diced
1 orange organic pepper, diced
1 tbsp ginger, minced
2 garlic cloves, minced
5 scallions, cut 2” in lengths
1/3 cup raw cashews
1 tsp pepper flakes, optional
2 tbsp olive oil
2 tbsp tomato ketchup
1/4 cup water
Cook noodles according to package instructions. Mix sauce ingredients in small bowl; set aside. In stick skillet, over medium heat, place olive oil. Add cauliflower, stirring occasionally 5 minutes until cauliflower is cooked a bit but not thoroughly. Take our cauliflower and set aside. Add diced peppers to skillet; cook 3 minutes. Add cauliflower back to skillet and cook with peppers, stirring occasionally, another 5 minutes until veggies are nearly cooked but not mushy. Add garlic, ginger, cashews; cook 2 minutes more. Add sauce to skillet and cook 1 minute over high heat or until thickened. Add onions and serve over warm noodles.
Barnes and Noble Stamford, April 9, 7:15pm, John McMullen
Curley’s Diner, April 10, 7:30pm, Van Hartman
National Arts Club, April 10, 7pm, PSA Awards, Ron Padgett, Jennifer Chang, Molly Spencer, Kevin Prufer, Brian Tierney, and Elizabeth Knapp
Chappaqua Station Café, April 13, 7:30pm, Laurel Peterson, Van Hartman, Jane Ormerod, Bill Buschel, Ann Cefola, and host Jerry Johnson
Berl's Brooklyn Poetry Shop, April 19, 7:30pm, Steven Alvarez, Adam Deutsch, Lauren Hilger, Janet Kaplan, Joanna C. Valente
Poetry Institute, April 19, 7pm, Marilyn Nelson
HVWC, April 20, 7:30pm, Open Mic, Featured Brandon Rumaker, $5
Masters School, Westchester Poetry Festival, April 21, 12noon, Reginald Dwayne Betts, Chris Campanioni, Andrés Cerpa, Nicole Sealy, Anya Krugovoy Silver
Alice Tully Hall, Poetry and the Creative Mind, April 25, Terrance Hayes, others $45-$75
ʼRound the Net
The American Literary Translators Association on being shortlisted for the London Book Fair International Excellence Award
Poet and publisher John Amen on the 17th anniversary issue of The Pedestal Magazine
Poet Bill Buschel for his essay, “How Helen Hated the Yankees,” in Writer Advice
Poet Terry Dugan for shaing this incredible interview with author and poet Ursula LeGuin
|Photo by Sarah Bracey White|
Photographer Sarah Bracey White whose work made the cut into the juried Westchester County Amateur Photo Contest
Art Historian Beth Gersh-Nešić for her beautiful interview with artist Christina Thomas
Guitarist Johnny Moses on performing with Cyril and Gaynielle Neville
Poet Ralph Nazareth for this article on Poems While You Wait
The New York Public Library for sharing its top picks for April
Outdoor retailer Orvis for this video on the Art of the Mini-Adventure
Record producer Nile Rodgers on being inducted into the Songwriter Hall of Fame
Poet Jimmy Santiago Baca on starting his fourth year of writing workshops
Poet Linda Simone for the acceptance of her book The River Will Save Us by Aldrich Press and for letting us know about the new poet laureate of San Antonio
Hélène Hélène’s Hélène
Until next time,
Je ressemble à la grenouille des bois
qui vit sa vie, tête au-dessus de l'eau, tranquille.
Qui plonge, au passage d'un vieux camion soulevant la poussière,
dans l'humidité rassurante de la vase et de la feuille éteinte.
Je me suis souvent demandé quelle était ma vraie maison :
celle de la pluie se rassemblant au printemps en ruisseaux clairs
ou celle de l'air ensoleillé, baigné par la moiteur des pins.
La grenouille préfère l'eau et moi j'ai besoin d'air. Mais certains jours,
parfois accompagnée de sourds grondements de tonnerre
et d'éclairs pareils à un soleil artificiel,
l'eau tombe du ciel. Alors la grenouille chante,
gorge déployée, béate, et moi aussi.
Traduit par Claire Barre et Hélène Sanguinetti
I have been like the woodland frog
who lives life, head above water, still.
Diving, when an old truck disturbs the dirt road,
into the watery safety of silt and colorless leaf.
I have wondered where my true home is,
where the spring rain collects in clear streams
or air sun-illumined and punctuated by moist pine.
The frog preferring water as I need air. But there are days,
sometimes accompanied by low rumble of thunder
and bursts of lightning like unnatural sun,
when water falls from the sky. Then the frog sings
open-throated, amazed, and so do I.