The Poetry Forum Meets Monthly

poetry-forum-logoThe Poetry Forum’s next meeting will be Monday, October 20 at 4 pm in the Winter’s Room, Main Library.  ( Please note, there will be no meeting for September, we will meet again in October )
Please make plans to  join us!

Read the poem of the month below. . .

The Poetry Forum is a chance for anyone and everyone to read, discuss, explore or just listen to poetry in a relaxing setting. No level of expertise is required, only an interest in and a desire to share and enjoy new and favorite poems and poets with others.

Lifelong poetry lover or just curious?

Focusing on published works, the Poetry Forum is a chance for anyone and everyone to read, discuss, explore or just listen to poetry in a relaxing setting. No level of expertise is required, only an interest in and a desire to share and enjoy new and favorite poems and poets with others.

At each meeting, members of the group have the chance to offer their favorites or share “found” pieces, followed by a discussion of a featured poet.

The only real rule is to have fun. Hosted by Ani Apelian, the Poetry Forum meets the third Monday of every month in the Winters Room in the main library building, to read and discuss published poets.

No need to register. Those wishing to attend need only to show up at 4pm to join in the discussions. For further information contact Mr. Shawn Newcomer at 326-0536 or by email.

September Poem of the Month

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
By William Wordsworth

I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.

Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:

For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.

Previous Poems of the Month

August '14 : Coming and Going by Tony Hoagland
July '14 : I, too by Langston Hughes
June '14 : Dead Waters by Marge Piercy
May '14 : A Noiseless Patient Spider by Walt Whitman
April '14 : The Vow by Alicia Suskin Ostriker
March '14 : Once I Walked Out by Mark Wunderlich
February '14: Eating Alone by Li-Young Lee
January '14: Eating Alone by Li-Young Lee
December '13: Friend by Jean Valentine
November '13: The Peace of Wild Things by Wendell Berry
October '13: A Coat by William Butler Yeats
August '13: Prodigy by Charles Simic