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Book Launch Reading and Reception!

Breeze Daze Books is proud to announce that the first official book signing event celebrating the release of Wind Rhymes;  Poetry from the Breeze is being held in Tavistock, Ontario on February 20th at the Knox Parlour of The Grace United Church, Woodstock St. in Tavistock, from 1pm to 3pm. Doors open at 12:30.

The poet, Tavistock, Ontario resident, Carolyn R. Parsons will do short reading at 1:30 followed by a book signing.  Drinks and refreshments will be served.

You can also view a one on one interview with the author on Stratford First Local on Friday, February 13 at 5pm and in rotation all of the following week.

This book is also available for sale at Amazon and the “look inside” feature has been enabled so  you can take a peek at what’s inside.

Books will be available to purchase at a cost of $12 cash only

Wind Rhymes; Poetry from the Breeze

Wind Rhymes, Poetry from the Breeze has been released!

This book is a collection of mostly traditional form poetry, sonnets, sestinas, free-verse and minutes.  It also contains the photo illustrations of the very talented photographer April Lindfors who works out of Largo, Florida.

The author, Carolyn Parsons is a resident of Stratford and has been writing all of her life.  This work is her first published collection of poetry.  Her first novel is due to be published August 1, 2010.

Copies of the book may be purchased at Amazon as well as by contacting the author.

A book launch reception will be held in Stratford in February

Local writer Carolyn R. Parsons is pleased to announce the release of her first book, a collection of poetry called Wind Rhymes;  Poetry from the Breeze.  The book will be available to the public on December 15, 2009 through the author and on Amazon shortly after.  The poetry is accompanied by photographs from Florida photographer April Lindfors.  The cover photo and interior black and white photos were commissioned exclusively for the book. 

To purchase copies of the book contact the author at breezedaze@gmail.com

Local Poet Published in Michael Jackson Tribute Anthology!

Me!!!

goodbye-billie-jean-pic-art

Artwork by Iaian Greenson

Recently a poem I wrote was accepted to be published into a Michael Jackson Anthology.  I was inspired to write the short poem because my memories of my teen years include Michael Jackson’s music and the pool hall my friends and I hung out at in our little island community, Change Islands, Newfoundland.  The same week the world lost Michael Jackson, my little home town lost the owner of that pool hall and I wrote the little memory in rhyme. 

Today the anthology, Goodbye, Billie Jean, the meaning of Michael Jackson was released and I am thrilled.  When I received the list of contributors I was honoured and humbled at the same time.   It is a beautiful book with a striking cover,  shown above.  I am proud to be included in this work. 

This work is available for purchase here.  If you have a Michael Jackson fan on your Christmas gift list, this is a perfect gift!  This work will be available at Amazon.com in the next few weeks as well!  I will not make any money from the sale of this anthology, I would just like to support the work of the person who put this all together, Lorette C. Luzajic.  She deserves the accolades and the support!

Poem of The Day

The Machine Gunner

I saw them. They came like ghosts out of ground-
mist, moving
over ruined earth in waves, running

 

no, walking, shoulder to shoulder
like a belt of bullets or like
men: tinned meat lined on a conveyor belt as the sun

 

exploded in thin shafts on metal
buckles, bayonets, the nodding
spires of helmets. I heard faint battle cries

 

and whistles, piercing through the shriek
of fire and iron falling, the slurred
cadence of big guns; as they funnelled

 

like a file of mourners into gaps
in the barbed wire I made quick
calculations and slipped the safety catch.

 

But held my fire. Alongside me
the boys in the trenches worried them with
rifles, pistols, hand grenades

 

but they came on, larger now, their faces
almost resolving out of hazed hot
distance, their ranks at close quarters amazing

 

with dumb courage, numb step, a sound of drugged
choking in gas and green mud, steaming —
Who were these men. I saw them penitent

 

sagging to knees. I saw their dishevelled
dying. And when finally they broke
into a run it came to me

 

what they had always been, how I’d always,
really, seen them: boys
rushing towards us with arms

 

outstreched, hands clenched as if in urgent prayer,
sudden welcome or a reunion
quite unexpected. Yes. And more than this

 

like children, chased by something behind the lines
and hurrying to us
for rescue —

 

I spat and swung the gun around. Fired,
felt the metal pulse
and laid them three deep in the wire.

Steven Heighton

Become a Member!

The Stratford Poetry Society now has a forum dedicated to the local poets of Stratford and the surrounding area and we are actively seeking members.  If you write poetry or wish to learn become part of the Stratford Poetry Society to find out what is happening in this area.  You can join by going to Stratford Poetry Society Membership

Welcome! The Stratford Poetry Society is Online!

When the suggestion came to me that I should start a local Poetry Society I was a little overwhelmed.  First of all, I’m not sure I am worth.  I don’t think I am that good as a  poet, and second of all, I’m not sure anyone cares.  I love poetry, it’s my favoured form of expression, however, I don’t really know any poets in real life and thought maybe there weren’t any in this area.

I was assured however that poets live among us, disguised as mothers, teachers, accountants, athletes, high school students.  I was told that they often mix with the general population and look  just the same as regular humans but secretly they are, or have been, or want to be, poets.

So with great humility I introduce you to the Stratford Poetry Society!  The purpose of the society is provide a place for the poets that live in secret and those who have declared themselves poets as well,  have the opportunity to share their art with the world in a new forum.  We are looking for the poets of Stratford, Ontario and the surrounding area!

The best artists are often those who do not know they are creating art.  And poetry is art with words.  So if you are interested in being a part of this endeavor please feel free to leave a comment, anonymous is fine.  In the future we will be offering classes and possible informal poetry writing sessions and reading opportunities.  But for now, dig through those boxes of old poetry you wrote in high school, collect poetry from your students or simply pick up your pencil and start writing poetry.  We want the poets among us to stand tall and proud of their words and rhymes and art on paper! 

Carolyn

Poem of the Day

Internal Battle

Torpidity, my lassitude’s mourner
despairs and stares in disbelief
retreats to a distant cerebral corner
overcome with cranial grief

Depressive incomprehensible anguish
ego-driven false despair
hesitant to ever relinquish
the right to melancholy care

lassitude returns the victor
in the battle quietly waged
lassitude, torpidity’s heckler
motivation the compass gauge

Lassitude empowered to nourish
propagates the quintessence flourish