“Poetry in Windows”
I just like the way that sounds. “Poetry in Windows.” It conjures up all sorts of images, from actual poems in actual windows, to more abstract definitions of “poetry” and perhaps some transcendental interpretations of ‘windows.’
In this case, however, we’re talking about the former. Specifically, The New Hampshire Writers Project’s annual Poetry in Windows event.
First, a little background: The New Hampshire Writers’ Project
will celebrate its 25th anniversary next year. The 650 member-strong organization hosts several writing workshops throughout the year, two literary festivals, and Writers’ Day, a day of workshops, literary flash competitions, and book sales involving 250 writers from across New England. Their keynoter on April 6, 2013 will be author Andre Dubus III
. Last year, NHWP hosted 13 state poets laureate for a festival. In addition to a formal program, they had readings across the state with New Hampshire poets. NHWP offers the workshops, publishing advice, a quarterly New Hampshire Writer magazine, and several free events across the state, like Writers’ Night Out, a free social held the first Monday of the month. (Membership is open to writers of all genres as well as readers and patrons who want to support the local writing community…so please click HERE
and find out more!)
Now then, getting back to “Poetry in Windows”…
This is one of the many events NHWP hosts each year. Writers and non-writers alike were asked to submit poems that somehow reflected the Granite State, and the best were selected to be displayed in the windows of downtown merchants of several NH communities, including the state capital, Concord.
I was honoured to have one of my poems chosen!
I didn’t write this poem with NH necessarily in mind; however, I did write it based on my life here, growing up in a rural town (my folks’ house is still on a dirt road!), being close to nature, and raising my kids in the country as well. Hmmm…sounds like I wote it with NH in mind, after all! I based it one something I used to tell my daughters when we’d see stone walls meandering across our property or even through the woods: that we’ll never really know why they were put there.
Other poets selected for the downtown Concord event included my good friend Sylvia Beaupre, Brandon Amico, Dianalee Velie, Midge Goldberg, Nancy Stewart, Barbara Hobbie, Linda Dyer, Marjorie Matthews, Jacqueline Garnett, Janet Barry, Becky Sakellariou, and Jennifer Militello.
So if you happen to be in Concord, stop by Centrix Bank at 11 South Main St. and you’ll see this on display, along with all these other fine folks’ works throughout downtown. I hope you enjoy it! And for the complete roundup of all the Poetry Friday happenings, head over to Booktalking
Wall in the Woods
There’s a wall in the woods, hidden under the trees,
Made of mossy old stones piled high;
Where the soft fiddleheads grow and slowly unfurl,
And a thin little brook bubbles by.
There’s a wall in the woods neither level nor straight,
Sinking into the dirt and the clay.
It is strong but unsteady; deep cracks show its age,
For its builders have long passed away.
There’s a wall in the woods. Years ago, in its youth,
This was farmland, a pasture, a field –
Now, meandering through the damp ruins of time
With its history gently concealed.
There’s a wall in the woods – yet there’s no way to tell
If it suffered through flood, fire or drought,
And we never will know what was being kept in…
Or, perhaps…what was being kept out.
– © 2012 Matt Forrest Esenwine