This coming Saturday, April 18th, is Philly Poetry Day. If you feel like strolling the Parkway, stop by the Free Library Central Branch at 3:30 to hear me and some of my fabulous poetry buddies for a round robin of words: Alyson Shore Adler, Deidra Greenleaf Allen, Minna Canton Duchovnay, B.E. Kahn and Barbara Russell.
Or join in with a poem of your own. All are welcome.
Read more about Philly Poetry Day here!
And exciting RetroLove news is in the offing-- stay tuned.
Sunday, April 12, 2015
Sunday, April 5, 2015
RetroLove News and New Poem!
Q: How do you take 12 minutes of RetroLove poems and turn them into an evening-length show?
A: Hook up with Philly Jazz Project, add music, stories and more poems to the mix!
Just back from a great residency at the Ragdale Foundation where I had time and space to work on creating the concept and new work for the RetroLove show slated for June 2016 in Philadelphia. I will be updating you as we go along on this jazzy journey and save July 8 at Fergie's Pub when I take some of the new work out for a spin.
Did you know that songs lyrics are copyrighted but song titles are not? Here is just one of the new RetroLove poems I wrote while I was away. Do you remember this one?
A: Hook up with Philly Jazz Project, add music, stories and more poems to the mix!
Just back from a great residency at the Ragdale Foundation where I had time and space to work on creating the concept and new work for the RetroLove show slated for June 2016 in Philadelphia. I will be updating you as we go along on this jazzy journey and save July 8 at Fergie's Pub when I take some of the new work out for a spin.
Did you know that songs lyrics are copyrighted but song titles are not? Here is just one of the new RetroLove poems I wrote while I was away. Do you remember this one?
you
send me
flowers when it’s not my birthday
and on valentine’s day, a nice ripe peach
mail that isn’t bills
though everything I.O.U.
I couldn’t repay even on lay-away
you send me
sympathy when I’m blue
and kisses, bittersweet
sharp looks when I am unkind to
someone who deserves better
which I do sometimes
you send me
secret wishes
when we blow out the candles
send me
to places I can’t find alone
even with a map
and I wouldn’t want to try
you send me
away
for my own good –
but I always, always
come back.
Beth Feldman Brandt
2015
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