Welcome!  

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I'm very pleased to announce that my new book, Tremors, can be ordered now from Four Way Books. 

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Some recent and upcoming readings:

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Sunday, June 13, 2021, 4 pm.

Symposium on gods in the Odyssey

Sponsored by Four Way Books in NYC

Video now available on my Poems and Links page.

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Friday, October 1, 2021, 7 pm

Launch reading sponsored by Four Way Books and the Norwich Bookstore, on Zoom.

Please register here.

 

Monday, October 25, 2021, 7:15 pm.

Reading with Joan Houlihan

Boston-area book launch for Tremors

Blacksmith House Poetry Series on Zoom

Please register here.

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Sunday, November 21, 2021, 3 pm

Reading with Christopher Jane Corkery

Concord Free Public Library on Zoom

Please register here.

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Wednesday, December 1, 7 pm

Somerville Armory, on Zoom

Details to follow.

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Sunday, December 12, 3 pm

New England Poetry Club, on Zoom

Details to follow.

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Thursday, December 16, 2021, 6-7 pm.

Reading and discussion with Julia Lisella

Phosphorescence Reading Series, on Zoom

Emily Dickinson Museum in Amherst

Please register here.

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Sunday, March 13, 2022, 5 pm.

Two of my poems are the text of "Far Past War," a new choral work by my sister, composer Augusta Read Thomas. The work will be premiered by the Cathedral Choral Society. Washington National Cathedral

3101 Wisconsin Ave., NW, Washington DC

For more information:

Click here for Augusta's website.

Click here for the Choral Society's website.

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Sunday, April 10, 2022, 2 pm

Reading with Monica McAlpine

Brookline Poetry Series

Details to follow.

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Poem of the Month:

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Nurse's Song, by William Blake

from Songs of Innocence, 1789

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When voices of children are heard on the green
And laughing is heard on the hill,
My heart is at rest within my breast
And everything else is still

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Then come home my children the sun is gone down
And the dews of night arise
Come come leave off play, and let us away
Till the morning appears in the skies


No no let us play, for it is yet day
And we cannot go to sleep
Besides in the sky, the little birds fly
And the hills are all covered with sheep

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Well well go & play till the light fades away
And then go home to bed
The little ones leaped & shouted & laugh'd
And all the hills echoèd

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