California

On December 4, 2015, California Governor Edmund G. Brown Jr. appointed Dana Gioia as California poet laureate. He is the author of numerous poetry collections and books of literary criticism. He will serve a two-year term.

Alejandro Murguía is San Francisco’s sixth poet laureate and the first Latino poet to hold the position. An editor, translator, literary organizer, and prose writer, he is the author of the poetry collections Stray Poems (City Lights Books, 2014) and Native Tongue (CC. Marimbo Press, 2012), among others.

upcoming events

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Dec 21 2017
New Alchemy Poetry Series
A featured poet and open mic. One door west of Lestat's Coffee House. Host: Seretta Martin.
 
7:00pm
3343 Adams Avenue
92116 San Diego, California
Nov 15 2017
Mahtem Shiferraw
Mahtem Shiferraw is a poet and visual artist who grew up in Ethiopia and Eritrea. Her work has been published in The 2River View, Cactus Heart Press, Blood Lotus Literary Journal, Luna Luna Magazine, Mandala Literary Journal, Blackberry: A Magazine, Diverse Voices Quarterly, The Bitter Oleander Press, and Callaloo. She won the Sillerman Prize for African Poets for her collection Fushia, published by the University of Nebraska Press. Her chapbook Behind Walls & Glass was published by Finishing Line Press.
 
Visiting Writers Series events at Otis College of Art and Design are free of charge. Seating is limited.
7:30pm
9045 Lincoln Boulevard
90045 Los Angeles, California
Oct 19 2017
New Alchemy Poetry Series
A featured poet and open mic. One door west of Lestat's Coffee House. Host: Seretta Martin.
 
7:00pm
3343 Adams Avenue
92116 San Diego, California
Poetry in California
Dana Gioia
California poet laureate

Dana Gioia

Born in Hawthorne, California, in 1950, Dana Gioia is the author of several poetry collections, including Interrogations at Noon (Graywolf Press,...

poems

poem
What are you thinking about?

I am thinking of an early summer.
I am thinking of wet hills in the rain
Pouring water.  Shedding it
Down empty acres of oak and manzanita
Down to the old green brush tangled in the sun,
Greasewood, sage, and spring mustard.
Or the hot wind coming down from Santa Ana
Driving
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Among the blight-killed eucalypts, among
trees and bushes rusted by Christmas frosts,
the yards and hillsides exhausted by five years of drought,

certain airy white blossoms punctually
reappeared, and dense clusters of pale pink, dark pink—
a delicate abundance. They seemed

like guests arriving joyfully on the
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  What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for I walked down the sidestreets under the trees with a headache self-conscious looking at the full moon.
  In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went into the neon fruit supermarket, dreaming of your enumerations!
  What peaches and what penumbras
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