Aspen Poets Society http://aspenpublicradio.org en Poem: For My Father http://aspenpublicradio.org/post/poem-my-father <p><strong>FOR MY FATHER</strong></p><p>My father said everything</p><p>when he whistled his way home</p><p>in the dust of a square evening,</p><p>that held the trail of a shooting star&nbsp;</p><p>in the violet sky.</p><p>A Peter Pan in work boots,&nbsp;</p><p>his cap set cocked-back,</p><p>his one-seeing eye tangoing&nbsp;</p><p>to the tune of “It’s Only Make Believe, I Love You”</p><p>above the crunch of gravel underfoot.</p><p>He should have moved to the Crazy Mountains</p><p>worn a bowler</p><p>learned to play the viola&nbsp;</p><p>Instead, he drew the bow of a welder</p> Wed, 23 Apr 2014 19:05:27 +0000 Laurie James 17469 at http://aspenpublicradio.org Poem: For My Father Poem: Mnemosyne Forgets http://aspenpublicradio.org/post/poem-mnemosyne-forgets <p>The long bowed wood left marks on the hardwood floor,</p><p>so we tried to keep the rocker on a rug.</p><p>It didn't work and every house would have these streaks</p><p>where our rocking had stripped wax off.</p><p></p><p>Memory is a hesitant thing,</p><p>a thing best left on shelves for rainy days.</p><p>What troubles me is remembering,</p><p>remembering August ninth-</p><p>nineteen ninety five.</p><p>A boundary day, a before and after day.</p><p></p><p>He wasn't just a guitar player missing the upper bird digits of his wing-ed finger.</p> Wed, 05 Mar 2014 16:36:46 +0000 Don McIver 15097 at http://aspenpublicradio.org Poem: Mnemosyne Forgets APR Special: Slam Poets at the Wheeler http://aspenpublicradio.org/post/apr-special-slam-poets-wheeler <p>For the last month two poets have been in the Roaring Fork Valley working with students in Glenwood Springs, Carbondale, Basalt and Aspen.&nbsp; Organized by the Aspen Writer’s Foundation, they held workshops on poetry encouraging, guiding and mentoring.&nbsp; And, what they were about in these sessions; was slam poetry.</p><p>The poetry sessions culminated in public poetry slams, one of then at the Wheeler Opera House in Aspen last week (2-13-2014.)&nbsp; We’re featuring some of the poems performed at the Wheeler and we’ve asked a local poet to guide us along as we listen.&nbsp; Kim Nuzzo could rightly be called the Roaring Fork Valley’s own poet laureate.&nbsp; Nuzzo is a published poet and co-founder of he Aspen Poet’s Society.</p><p></p><p></p><p>We will hear poems by the two professionals who led the student workshops; Myrlin Hepworth and Logan Phillips.&nbsp;&nbsp; Also performing are three students;&nbsp; Riley Marshall from Roaring Fork High School, Tibet Boyer from Carbondale Middle School and Karyme&nbsp;Lara from Basalt High School.</p><p><strong>About Kim Nuzzo:</strong></p><p>Kim Nuzzo is a local performance poet/actor who has appeared in many local productions with the Hudson Reed Ensemble: The Crucible, Jacob Marley’s Christmas Carol, The Beats, Red Herring.&nbsp; He also appeared recently in ACT’s 1776 as John Hancock.&nbsp; He is President of the Aspen Poets’ Society and a Host/Cofounder of Live Poetry Night at Victoria’s Wine and Espresso Bar in Aspen.&nbsp; He is the author of HolyFunk: Polaroids and Poems and is currently working on a new collection of poems: The Sayings of Twilight Jesus.</p><p><br /> Tue, 18 Feb 2014 22:29:00 +0000 Roger Adams & Kim Nuzzo 14423 at http://aspenpublicradio.org APR Special: Slam Poets at the Wheeler Poem: Looking for Robert Frost http://aspenpublicradio.org/post/poem-looking-robert-frost <p>The light in the desert comes on slowly</p><p>as though we need to prepare for it</p><p>or as though it is a gift given grudgingly.</p><p>At other times the edge of the world</p><p>begins in a blaze brighter than anything</p><p>we deserve. Last night I dreamt my father died</p><p>as we tried to find where Robert Frost wrote.</p><p>We were headed to a beach shack</p><p>on the other side of a concrete canal</p><p>when he jumped, trying to swim beyond</p><p>the surge that flowed toward land</p><p>as though Frost wrote with the power</p><p>of the charging sea. The current dragged</p> Wed, 29 Jan 2014 23:39:13 +0000 Jose Alcantara 13569 at http://aspenpublicradio.org Poem: Looking for Robert Frost Poem: My Mother's Things http://aspenpublicradio.org/post/poem-my-mothers-things <p>My mother's things...</p><p>in the very last of the death boxes:</p><p>umpteen beautiful crystal bottles filled</p><p>with exotic perfumes from foreign lands,</p><p>pounds of barbaric jewelry, ancient bones and stones.</p><p>A jug full of bells.</p><p>A jug full of bells...</p><p>some of them tongueless, voiceless.</p><p>Poetry...even a book of poetry- the poet being an old, dead lover</p><p>of my mother Wild Honey.</p><p>The belt she made at camp when she was fourteen.</p><p>My second grade report card...</p><p>my teacher notes my "enormous imagination" and my "sense of humor."</p> Sun, 29 Dec 2013 13:12:46 +0000 Valerie Haugen 12202 at http://aspenpublicradio.org Poem: My Mother's Things