Hair--braided chestnut, coiled like a lyncher's rope, Eyes--fagots, Lips--old scars, or the first red blisters, Breath--the last sweet scent of cane, And her slim body, white as the ash of black flesh after flame.
An award-winning poet and novelist, Judson Mitcham was named poet laureate of Georgia in 2012 by Governor Nathan Deal. His writings, which examine basic human themes within the specific landscape of Georgia, are both poignant and powerful. Although much of Mitcham's educational background is centered in psychology, Mitcham has taught workshops in poetry and fiction at Mercer University, and has also served as adjunct professor of creative writing at the University of Georgia and at Emory University, where he has directed the Summer Writers' Institute.
Mar 07 2017
Poetry Matters Project has teamed up with Goodwill Hire Grounds to provide open mic readings on the first Tuesday of every month. The readings feature local and nationally known poets. The events are free and open to the public.
March feature will be Yavaria Ryan -Women's History Month will be main theme
April feature will be Vanessa Harris, Ms. Harris a Vet will showcase Women and War
For more information on the project visit Poetry Matters Project on Facebook
Contact Lucinda Clark at info.poetrymattersproject.org
6:04pm to 8:06pm
3179 Washington Road30907Poetry Augusta, Georgia
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