Massachusetts

In March 2015, Patrick Donnelly was named the seventh poet laureate of Northampton, Massachusetts. Donnelly, who is a poet, translator, editor, and teacher, is also director of The Frost Place’s Poetry Seminar. He is the author of Nocturnes of the Brothel of Ruin (Four Way Books, 2012) and The Charge (Ausable Press, 2003). He will serve a two-year term.

In March 2015, Jan Schreiber was named the second poet laureate of Brookline, Massachusetts, taking over for Judith Steinbergh. He will serve a two-year term.

 

upcoming events

date
Apr 30 2015
Author Visit: Elizabeth Alexander

Florence Ladd introduces Pulitzer Prize finalist and inaugural poet Elizabeth Alexander as she reads from her new memoir, The Light of the World. Co-Sponsored by Harvard Book Store.

7:00pm
449 Broadway
Main Library, Lecture Hall
02138 Cambridge, Massachusetts
May 01 2015 to May 03 2015
Massachusetts Poetry Festival

During the first weekend of May, Salem becomes the epicenter of contemporary American poetry, offering rare opportunities to hear the nation’s best poets read and discuss their work in intimate and engaging forums. For more information, visit: http://www.masspoetry.org
 

5:00am to 11:59pm
01970 Salem, Massachusetts

recent & featured listings

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Literary Organization Provincetown Fine Arts Work Center Massachusetts
Literary Organization The Frost Foundation Massachusetts
Literary Organization PEN New England Massachusetts
Literary Organization Worcester County Poetry Association Massachusetts
Literary Organization Concord Poetry Center Massachusetts
Literary Organization Grub Street, Inc. Massachusetts
Poetry-Friendly Bookstore The Book Shop of Beverly Farms Massachusetts
Poetry-Friendly Bookstore The Broadside Bookshop Massachusetts
Poetry-Friendly Bookstore Brookline Booksmith Massachusetts
Poetry-Friendly Bookstore Bunch of Grapes Bookstore Massachusetts

poems

poem
I've been meaning to tell
you how the sky is pink
here sometimes like the roof
of a mouth that's about to chomp
down on the crooked steel teeth
of the city,

I remember the desperate 
things we did
                and that I stumble
down sidewalks listening
to the buzz of street lamps
at dusk and the
poem

If the water, everywhere, and if she

is. If ghosts, like water, like if all

rivers and oceans and rains are one

ghost, surrounding and throughout.

If she is, like if the lakes and bays

of Seattle define Seattle, if the ices

Of Mars and Massachusetts

poem
The readers of the Boston Evening Transcript	
Sway in the wind like a field of ripe corn.	
 
When evening quickens faintly in the street,	
Wakening the appetites of life in some	
And to others bringing the Boston Evening Transcript,
I mount the steps and ring the bell, turning	
Wearily, as one