Poetry Readings 4/10, 4/11/09

Friday, April 10th, 7:30 – 9:30 PM

PPA presents featured readers, Tammy Nuzzo- Morgan
and Kempton Van Hoff, hosted by Lisa James at
Barnes and Noble Bookstore
380 Walt Whitman Road
(Route 110; accessible from all East/West highways)
Huntington Station, NY 11746

We will both have our books there for sale and signing!

. Open reading to follow


Rocket Man

I want you to be my Rocket man
throw my in your space capsule
strap me down & tell me to ‘hold on!’

I want you to be my astronaut
make me touch the sparkling of stars
taste the cream of the Milky Way.

I want you to be my Zoom-Away! guy
get my motor roaring as you shift gears
zipping us past the planets one by one.

Could you do that, put on jet prolusion boots
taking me with you to the moon, the sun
& not get burnt or bored for one second?

Could you get us a pair of shiny space suits
so neither of us gets singed by the force
of bodies traveling at such a rate of speed?

Could you build us a ship to take us up & out
past the clouds and their sad-looking faces,
past the pull of gravity and weight of guilt?

Tammy Nuzzo-Morgan


Messages Home (I)

When I am confident
clear beauty is wrapped safely
in a blanket of my words
the hunter watches me away
where gospel through branches
is frozen truth teaching
warm heart tonight
I laugh with Isaac
this almost whole day
before the feast we
ladle our salt stew
laden with all of the pieces
of the beast others would never eat
when we were confident enough
we had to take home to clear-eyed dear ones
we looked at the backs of our eyes’ lids and
quickly through dream prepared us
and with hunter watching
we struck from fire another morning
light heralded by stealing away
through brittle skeletons stunning only as the safe ones we laughed for
who graced those aft surfaces of Loving lids through those
in the other pieces of our living.

Kempton B. Van Hoff


The Southampton Historical Museum, Rogers Memorial
Library & The North Sea Poetry Scene

are pleased to offer

Hearthside Poetry Readings
Saturday afternoons at 4 p.m. at the Rogers Mansion
17 Meeting House Lane
Southampton, NY 11968

There is no charge. Refreshments will be served.

Reservations appreciated. Please call 204-1240.
or email:

April 11
Julie Sheehan & Christine Gelineau

Julie Sheehan’s first collection of poems Thaw, Fordham University Press (2001) introduction by Marie Ponsot.
Sheehan second collection Orient Point, W. W. Norton, (2006), and has Bar Book: Poems & Otherwise, W.W. Norton, is forthcoming.

Among Sheehan’s many awards are the Paris Review Bernard F. Conners Prize for Poetry (2003), the Barnard Women Poets Prize (2005),
the Poetry Society of America Robert H. Winner Memorial Award (2005), and her most recent award the Whiting Writers’ Award, Mrs. Giles Whiting Foundation (2008).

Sheehan is currently an Assistant Professor, Stony Brook Southampton MFA in Writing and Literature, Southampton, NY.
She lends her services to The Southampton Review, Poetry Editor, Stony Brook Southampton and the Writers Speak, Director,
reading series, MFA in Writing and Literature Program, Stony Brook Southampton.

Ghazal: Orient Point

The right whales went startlingly wrong, from capitalism’s viewpoint.
A lighthouse stands corrected, obsolete but sturdy (to a point).

Fetch me a wooden sailor perched on a whittled boat, bobbing for
Luck.  Fetch a diminishment of what once rounded Orient Point.

Those old New England towns grow indigents, unoriginal trees
Living on the lyrics to old sea shanties worked in needlepoint.

I pry you like a barnacle from the hull of serenity.
My stillness, you’ve slept through another journey to an eastern point.

You wear your white fishing cap low as if it had no brim.  I know
It’s love, that sidestepping afterthought, mislaid and always off-point.

Thoreau is shouting again: awake!  To the mast!  Reorient
Yourself!  The hour wrecks, it sinks, for time honors no distant point.

Today I harvest.  Tomato planets.  String beans hidden, wishful.
My marriage, a colander.  Dill, green hymn.  To wash, a counterpoint.

Our towering quarrel withstands high wind, lash of couplets, broken
lines, fresh news.  O the folly of shining at starpoint or gunpoint!

Summer revives to poison itself, as if it had green to spare.
Why does the wild month of Julie dwell so long on Orient Point?

Julie Sheehan

Christine Gelineau is the author of Remorseless Loyalty (Ashland Poetry Press, 2006), winner of the Richard Snyder Memorial Prize. Remorseless Loyalty was nominated for the Los Angeles Times Book Award. Gelineau’s other works include two chapbooks from FootHills Publishing, North American Song Line (2001) and In the Greenwood World (2006), as well as French Connections: A Gathering of Franco-American Poets , an anthology she edited with Jack B. Bedell,  Louisiana Literature Press, (2007).  Gelineau’s poetry, essays and reviews have appeared in numerous journals and anthologies, including Prairie Schooner, Connecticut Review, The Iron Horse Review, Green Mountains Review, Georgia Review, American Literary Review and others.  Her poems have twice been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and her essay “Foal Watch” is cited as a “Notable Essay” in the 2004 Best American Essays. Gelineau lives on a farm in upstate New York. She teaches
at Binghamton University, where she is Associate Director of the Creative Writing Program and coordinator of the Readers’ Series.  She also teaches poetry in the low-residency graduate writing program at Wilkes University.Gelineau has a book-length poetic sequence, Appetite for the Divine forthcoming from Ashland Poetry Press in April 2010.

Horseshoe Crab

In truth, your shape is less
like a shoe than like the hollow
a horse’s hoof describes:

ancient as absence, you glide
the ocean floor, sword tail
susurring in your wake,
a stylus tracing the small
poem of your passage.

Waves roll in glass-clear and
loquacious:  exhale

and then the long
gurgling back of the sands.

Beneath that bright film
the black exclamation
of your body persists,

Christine Gelineau


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