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upcoming events

date
Apr 18 2015
Poetry Under the Oaks

Celebrate National Poetry Month beneath the oak trees. Enjoy the beauty of nature and the artistry of poets from Central Florida and beyond. Bring your lunch. Read a poem. Hear others read "What oft was thought, but ne'er so well express'd." 

Sponsored by the WT Bland Public Library and The Mount Dora Library Association.

11:00am
1995 North Donnelly Street
32757 Mount Dora, Florida
Apr 30 2015
Piano Slam 7

Urban Classical concert Featuring Miami’s Young Poets. For more information, visit: http://www.pianoslam.org

Free Ticketed Event.

7:30pm
1300 Biscayne Blvd.
33132 Miami, Florida
Apr 01 2015 to Apr 30 2015
O, Miami Poetry Festival 2015

O, Miami Poetry Festival 2015
Description: O, Miami Poetry Festival returns on April 1, 2015 with the mission of every single person in Miami-Dade County encountering a poem. For more information, visit: http://www.omiami.org/

Most Events are Free.

 

5:00am to 11:59pm
Miami, Florida

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Colony Atlantic Center for the Arts Florida
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Writing Program University of Miami MFA Program Florida
Writing Program Florida International University Florida
Conference Other Words Florida
Conference Palm Beach Poetry Festival Florida
Conference O, Miami Florida
Literary Organization Sarasota Poetry Theatre-Soulspeak Florida
Literary Organization Florida Literary Arts Organization Florida

poems

poem
Barque of phosphor
On the palmy beach,

Move outward into heaven,
Into the alabasters
And night blues.

Foam and cloud are one.
Sultry moon-monsters
Are dissolving.

Fill your black hull
With white moonlight.

There will never be an end
To this droning of the surf.
poem
Marco Island, Florida

There should be nothing here I don't remember . . .

The Gulf Motel with mermaid lampposts 
and ship's wheel in the lobby should still be 
rising out of the sand like a
poem
Midsummer lies on this town 
like a plague: locusts now replaced 
by humidity, the bloodied Nile

now an algae-covered rivulet 
struggling to find its terminus. 
Our choice is a simple one:

to leave or to remain, to render 
the Spanish moss a memory 
or to pull it from trees, repeatedly.

And this must be what