Many thanks to The Book Stall for hosting our celebration of Poetry Month---to Roberta Rubin for inviting us to read and especially to Amy and Gordon who worked late to accommodate us. The Book Stall has been named Publishers Weekly Bookstore of the Year and it is obvious why. The Book Stall is supportive of readers and writers alike. We had a pretty large crowd and they were a very attentive audience. We changed up our usual reading event in that we also featured … [Read more...]
Address correction–oops!
It has come to my attention that I gave out the incorrect address for our reading -- The Book Stall's address is 811 Elm Street. Here is the corrected announcment: Celebrate Poetry Month with Solace! April 10, 2012, Tuesday at 7:30 The Book Stall at Chestnut Court, 811 Elm Street, Winnetka 847-446-8880 There are more than 50 poems in Solace in So Many Words by poets like Antler, Philip Levine, Ellen Bass . . .so, please join editor Ellen Wade Beals and … [Read more...]
Solace in So Many Words a finalist in ForeWord’s BOYA
Oh frabjous day! Solace in So Many Words is a finalist in the 2011 Book of the Year Award (in the anthology category) sponsored by ForeWords Reviews! … [Read more...]
So much to read . . .
And not enough time. But apparently I don't believe in the concept of too much to read. Since attending the AWP conference, I have expanded the number of books, chapbooks and mags in the reading pile until it is almost overwhelming, but not really (never). One thing my mother always said was: "Books are our friends." These days I have plenty of friends hanging around, and I keep asking for more. Here are the titles calling to me: "Nocturnes" by Kathleen Kirk … [Read more...]
Constance Vogel Adamkiewicz
Talking To My Heart Cool, isn't it? says the technician smiling as if she had painted your image on the monitor. Who can account for her taste, dear heart? You are a tangled package bound with rivers of string, your tricuspid valve a slit in torn wrapping, your thump-thump a secret trying to escape from its chamber. How shallow the breaths that fluttered against your rib cage. I thought you would collapse like a … [Read more...]
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