Poetry Club Talks…Composition Styles Part 3

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Topic: Composition Methods
Host: Ron Leatherbarrow
Poems: “Housekeeper”, “River Ink”, “Her Hands”
Recorded: December 19, 2020

In our final episode exploring personal styles of poetry composition, Shannon shares three poems written at different times, 2010, 2012, 2016, when her style shifted.  Her background in broadcasting plays an unexpected role, not only in her composition but also in the presentation.

Housekeeper, River Ink, & Her Hands

Photo by Amador Loureiro on Unsplash

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Poetry Club Talks…Louise Gluck Pt2

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Topic: Louise Gluck
Host: Linda and Amory
Poems: “Parable of the Hostages”
Recorded: November 28, 2020

Our first two-parter!
When Louise Gluck won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 2020, the NYT recognized that many were unfamiliar with her work. One of their writers posted five poems, from five different collections, to introduce her. 
In Part 2 Poetry Club discusses Gluck’s poem “Parable of the Hostages”

Poetry Club Talks…Methods and Strategies for Composing

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Topic: Methods and Strategies for Composing

Hosted: Ron

Poem: “Altered Landscape” by Ron

Recorded November 14, 2020

Ron puts his money where his mouth is by submitting his own poem (below) for this week’s discussion on strategies for composing.

On a yet uneventful fall morning 
we tuned in, all channels, to news breaking.
We saw the monolithic twins tower
beyond the New York City skyline, higher arching   

emblems of America’s enormous
wealth, unassailable power,
and leadership in world affairs;
and life-source of our nation’s busy-ness    

The planes appeared, at first, 
at the bottom of the screen, 
by their diminutive presence,  
simply to augment the scene,
then, turning toward the center,
disclosed their sinister intent: 
to shatter our national serene    
and apprise us of the error   
of our culture and content,  
by a sacrifice obscene,             
and realize the awful threat of terror.       

then collapse in a cascade more sudden
than our startled eyes and minds could follow    
into a burgeoning mountain of rubble, 
the billowing dust veiling the vast hollow,    

and watched the constant replay, mesmerized,
unable to withdraw our captive sight
or avoid awareness of the massive scale of life
entombed within that monumental blight,    

on the altered landscape of our lives
condemned always to carry the remnants:    
seared mercilessly in each mind’s eye,
the indelible images and events.