Tweetspeak Poetry is planning a New York City Meetup this spring!
So many details to come. And arrangements to be made.
We just want to give you a heads up that we’re planning a New York City Meetup on April 22-23rd, with an evening event at International Arts Movement on the 23rd, including readings from some of our team and authors, as well as music from the beautiful Brooke Campbell.
Costs still to be determined. As are hotel accommodations. And we’ll be thinking about what kinds of fun things to do during the rest of the time together. April 23rd evening event limited to 50 people.
Can’t wait to see you there if you can make it!
Tell me a poem, a story
of a favored poet or poem,
one who changed your life,
your mind, opened up
possibilities, or made you
feel secure as your anchors,
your moorings, were removed.
Speak to me of your need;
describe the expectations
(are they great ones?), explain
how we soar together, toward
the sun, if not the moon,
tell me how I become
part of your larger self.
—Glynn Young, from the book Poetry at Work
Photo by JessDamen, Creative Commons, via Flickr.
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Marcy Terwilliger says
THIS YEAR
I wonder if God comes to the edge of heaven each Advent
and flings the Star into the December sky, laughing with joy as it lights the darkness of the earth,
and the angels, hearing the laughter of God,
begin to congregate in some celestial chamber to practice their alleluias.
I wonder if there’s some ordering of rank among the angels as they move into procession,
the seraphim bumping the cherubim from top spot,
the new inhabitants of heaven standing in the back until they get the knack of it.
(After all, treading air over a stable and annunciating at the same time can’t be all that easy!)
Or is everybody-that is, every “soul” free to fly wherever, wherever the spirit moves?
Or do they even think about it?
Perhaps when God calls, perhaps they just come,
this multitude of heavenly hosts.
Perhaps they come,
winging through the winds of time
full of expectancy
full of hope
that this year
perhaps this year
(perhaps)
the earth will fall to its knees
in a whisper of “Peace.”
Ann Weems, Kneeling in Bethlehem
Marcy Terwilliger says
I first began reading about Ann Weems at least twelve or more years ago. Her writings are full of stars in her pockets and moondust. Comforting words that touch my soul, that reach to the core of my being. She speaks of God, some are afraid to do that, others don’t believe that there is a God. I say there is a God and He is my main Man, to whom I love deeply, my insides spill out with love words for Him and Him alone. To soar to the heavenly realms, to be given wings to fly, to hear my name spoken so softly from His lips. I long to lay my head in His lap and let my tears flow like rain. To feel His gentle hand on my head or have Him wipe my tears away. This is a peace that some can never understand or find but I have. For He has carried me when I couldn’t walk. He has pulled up a chair and sat with me all night. To God, I owe Him everything. A love that never ends but grows more and more each day. This is not a dream, this is my life.
Maureen Doallas says
Count me in! This makes me happy.
L.L. Barkat says
We like to make you happy, Maureen 🙂 Looking forward to meeting you!
Sam Van Eman says
Maureen, it’s good to see that Brooke Campbell will be there. I remember you interviewing her for The High Calling.
It would be fun to join a crew like this for an evening.
Happy New Year!
L. L. Barkat says
Well, join us? 🙂
Happy New Year to you, Sam. 🙂
Marcy Terwilliger says
Let me know the prices of where we are staying, I have plenty of free rewards to fly. I was just telling Claire this year how nice it would be if we all could meet one day in New York. Surprise, sounds wonderful.
L. L. Barkat says
We definitely will, Marcy 🙂 Still working out details. Smiles!
Elizabeth W. Marshall says
I hope I will flying in on a wing and a prayer or by the seat of my pants or by the skin of my teeth….or by a more traditional form of transport… perhaps a airplane. So hoping to meet “my people” in the City in April.
There must be poem of longing somewhere in all that mash-up of hopefulness 🙂
L.L. Barkat says
you are so funny, Elizabeth. I do need to vote for traditional transport in this case.
Yes, we want to meet you! 🙂
Marcy Terwilliger says
I simply can’t come along, I’ll have to bring a friend. You know I’m only straight leg jeans, boots and a cowboy hat. If I have to dress-up we are in real trouble here. What happened to “Tell me a poem?”
Amy Hunt says
{squee!} I just might be able to make it!
L.L. Barkat says
Amy, how wonderful. Any NYC wishes in particular? 🙂
Jody Lee Collins says
LL–still pondering this. Would one have to stay at The Library Hotel in order to attend? With family in Brooklyn, that’d make my housing options much more affordable…
just wondering.
It would be a dream to meet all the Tweetspeakers in person.
L. L. Barkat says
Jody, we haven’t settled on our final accommodations yet.
And? I would definitely think it makes sense to stay with family! We’d love to meet you too. 🙂
Marcy Terwilliger says
Merry Christmas to all my lovely friends at T.S. Poetry, how I love you all.
michelle ortega says
Can’t wait!! Looking forward to the details!
L. L. Barkat says
We’d love to meet you, Michelle. 🙂
Marcy Terwilliger says
I went into remission in November, feeling so wonderful these days. All I can think about is taking a plane to NY and meeting all of you. I’ve flown alone before but have never been to New York. Hope it all works out, just the thought makes me do silly things.