New York

Continuing his support of New York's rich literary tradition, Governor Cuomo appointed Marie Howe as the state poet laureate on August 29, 2012. Throughout her two-year two year term, the poet laureate promotes and encourages poetry writing throughout New York by giving public readings and talks within the state.

upcoming events

date
Jun 05 2015
Volunteer/Intern Reading & Potluck

The Poetry Project relies heavily on the generous work and dedication of our ​amazing volunteers and interns—many of whom are poets, writers,​ ​artists,​ and activists​. To festively round out the 2014-15 season, we’re throwing a potluck and a reading to celebrate, but more importantly, show our immense appreciation for our volunteers and interns. ​FREE​

8:00pm
131 East 10th Street
St. Mark's Church
10003 New York, New York
Jun 03 2015
Spring Workshop Reading

Participants of The Poetry Project’s Spring 2015 writing workshops, led by Eileen Myles, Anselm Berrigan, and Martha Oatis, will gather to read work they produced.

8:00pm
131 East 10th Street
St. Mark's Church
10003 New York, New York
May 31 2015
Poetry & Coffee: In Memoriam

MAY EVENT: IN MEMORIAM. In Latin, it translates as "into memory."  Bring a poem that is in memory of someone or something, or is an elegy, or is a poem about memory itself, or is a poem about remembering or the opposite of remembering, or is a poem you have committed to memory.

Poetry & Coffee is a simple concept. It's a group of people who get together over food and drinks, each bringing a poem of their choice to read and discuss. The only rule is that the poem cannot be your own work. Please bring 15 copies of the poem to share with the group.

We read, we talk. Simple as that. And that is where the simplicity ends, as each Poetry & Coffee gathering takes on a life of its own and consistently becomes magical beyond all expectation.

Tickets are free but you must have one to attend.  Event is from 5:45-9:00pm.

Reserve tickets here:  http://www.brownpapertickets.com/event/1592059

If you reserve a ticket and cancel without giving at least 48-hour's notice, you will not be able to reserve tickets to future events.  Our apologies for the severity. We are trying to prevent no-shows from taking the seats from people who genuinely want to attend.

"I have tried to remember throughout that poetry is made by flesh-and-blood human beings. It is a bloody art. It lives on a human scale and thrives when it is passed from hand to hand." - Edward Hirsch

Food and drinks will be available for purchase. Please purchase at least one item to kindly support our venue but, if you can't, come anyway. YOU are more important than your money.

Omonia Cafe32-20 Broadway Astoria, NY 11106

Take the N/Q to the Broadway stop. Omonia is 2 blocks from the train on Broadway and 33rd Street.

For more info, please email poetryandcoffeenyc@gmail.com.

www.poetryandcoffee.com

5:45pm
32-20 Broadway
11106 Astoria, New York

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Marie Howe
New York poet laureate

Marie Howe

Marie Howe was born in 1950 in Rochester, New York. She worked as a newspaper reporter and teacher before receiving her MFA from Columbia University...

poems

poem

I get off the IRT in front of the Schomburg Center for Research in Black Culture after riding an early Amtrak from Philly to get a hair cut at what used to be the Harlem "Y" barbershop. It gets me in at ten to ten. Waiting, I eat fish cakes at the Pam Pam and listen to the ladies call out orders: bacon-biscuit

poem
In that lit window in Bushwick
halfway through the hardest winter
I cut plexiglass on a table saw,
coaxing the chalked taped pane
into the absence of the blade,
working to such fine tolerance
the kerf abolished the soft-lead line.
I felt your eyes play over me
but did not turn—dead people
were not allowed in
poem
Under the separated leaves of shade
Of the gingko, that old tree
That has existed essentially unchanged
Longer than any other living tree, 
I walk behind a woman. Her hair's coarse gold
Is spun from the sunlight that it rides upon.
Women were paid to knit from sweet champagne
Her second skin: it winds and