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Curtis L. Crisler to Make Special Appearance at Online Event - Giveaways!

3/28/2020

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I’m thrilled to announce that poet Curtis L. Crisler will make a special guest appearance at PSI’s online Facebook event: Social Distancing Social Media Social for Poets! This event will take place entirely on Facebook, April 25, 1:30-3p. Sign up here: https://www.facebook.com/events/1871821312950293/. Invite your friends!

As some of our PSI members may know, Curtis Crisler was lined up to be our featured speaker at Spring Fling. When we had to cancel our in-person event due to coronavirus concerns, I reached out to him to see if he would be willing to drop by our online event briefly to talk about his latest project. Not only did he say yes, he’s donating a signed copy of Indiana Nocturnes, his brand-new release! We’ll be giving away both a copy of Indiana Nocturnes and “This” Ameri-can-ah during our online event. (PSI members who attended the Spring Fling at Fox Island a few years ago, you will remember Curtis read selections from “This” Ameri-can-ah and was a hit. Thank you, Nancy Simmonds, for the donation of “This” Ameri-can-ah.)

All you have to do to enter the giveaway is show up to our online event on April 25 and participate in the comment section. Any US resident, PSI member or not, is eligible to win. You must be age 13 or older to enter. (Young poets, encourage your guardians to enter and share the book with you if they win!)

About Curtis L. Crisler:

Curtis L. Crisler was born and raised in Gary, Indiana. He received a BA in English, with a minor in Theatre, from Indiana University-Purdue University Fort Wayne (IPFW), and he received an MFA from Southern Illinois University Carbondale.

He has two poetry books out: Don’t Moan So Much (Stevie): A Poetry Musiquarium (Kattywompus Press) and “This” Ameri-can-ah (Cherry Castle Publishing). His recent poetry chapbook Black Achilles (Accents Publishing) was released in 2015. His previous books are Pulling Scabs (nominated for a Pushcart), Tough Boy Sonatas (YA), and Dreamist: a mixed-genre novel (YA). Other chapbooks are Wonderkind (nominated for a Pushcart), Soundtrack to Latchkey Boy, and Spill (which won the 2008 Keyhole Chapbook Award).

He is the recipient of a residency from the City of Asylum/Pittsburgh (COA/P), the recipient of fellowships from Cave Canem, Virginia Center for the Creative Arts (VCCA), Soul Mountain, a guest resident at Hamline University, and a guest resident at Words on the Go (Indianapolis). Crisler received a Library Scholars Grant Award, Indiana Arts Commission Grants, Eric Hoffer Awards, the Sterling Plumpp First Voices Poetry Award, and he was nominated for the Eliot Rosewater Award and the Jessie Redmon Fauset Book Award. His poetry has been adapted to theatrical productions in New York and Chicago, and he has been published in a variety of magazines, journals, and anthologies. He edited the nonfiction book, Leaving Me Behind: Writing a new me, on the Summer Bridge experience at IPFW. He’s been a Contributing Poetry Editor for Aquarius Press, and one of the Poetry Editors for Human Equity through Art (HEArt). Crisler is an Associate Professor of English at IPFW.

​Visit him at http://www.poetcrisler.com/.

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Covid 19'll Get You - David Allen

3/27/2020

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COVID 19’ll GET YOU
By David Allen

In today's Premier Poet's Corner, we feature David Allen with an amusing take on the current quarantining. It's good to use a sense of humor to handle these stressful times!
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(With apologies to James Whitcomb Riley)
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Little David Allen’s in his house to stay
An’ washes the pots and plates up, meditating on days
Of fear and quarantinin’, meanin’ don’t go out for a drink
“Keep a social distance,” is the order, makin’ one think
If the loneliness is worth it, if you can’t get or give a hug
AIl because we’ve been invaded by a new pandemic bug
Aw, livin’ in this new age just makes me want to shout
Covid 19’ll get you
     If you
          Don’t
               Watch
                    Out!

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Deadline Approaching - Spring Fling Contest

3/24/2020

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Hunkered Down Poets!

Are you wandering lonely because of social distancing? Are you in a vacant or a pensive mood? Be gay in the jocund company of a crowd, a host of golden daffodils! They are dancing ten thousand strong and we have a Golden (Shovel) opportunity to write about them all.

PSI Members Only
Spring Fling Poetry Contest
Mailing Deadline
March 31


Rules and submission requirement information is available here.

Winners will be announced during :

PSI Premier Poet Sarah E. Morin-Wilson's
Social Distancing Social Media Social Facebook Event
April 25, 2020 1:30-3:00 pm
and posted on our PSI website shortly thereafter.
(Join the Facebook event here: https://www.facebook.com/events/1871821312950293/
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May your heart with pleasure fill
dancing with the daffodils!
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World Poetry Day - PSI online exhibit

3/22/2020

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How do poets of PSI celebrate World Poetry Day? Here are a few of the poems we wrote or posted to celebrate the day. All poems are copyrighted by the author. 
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Words Gone
By David Allen


The words were gone.
The poet sulked at his desk,
staring at the blank computer screen.
His Muse stood beside him,
sobbing while she stroked his neck.
“I don’t know what’s happening,” she said.
“I want to help you, but the words won’t come.
This is more than a simple writer’s block.
It’s more like the words absconded with the images,
the ideas are idle, blurry concepts just beyond reach.
I have failed you.”

“Don’t say that,” the Poet said,
turning to face his Muse.
“It’s not your fault.”
“It is,” she said.
“There’s too much darkness.
Too many things are piling up.
The words are suffocating under
the heap of today’s failures
and tomorrow’s fears.
I’m just not good for you.”
She turned and ran from the room.

The Poet muttered a few “damns” under his breath.
He wondered awhile whether to follow her.
Should he scrap the play
or go on to Act 2?
After a painfully slow minute,
he shook his head, then rose and left the room.

He climbed the stairs to their bedroom.
She sat cross-legged on the bed,
a pen in her right hand and a notepad on her lap.

“Look, I’m so…” he started.
But she cut him off, looking up,
Sadness and defeat contorted her face.
“So, did you come upstairs
To edit my suicide note?” she asked.

He walked to her side and kissed her cheek.
“No, just checking to make sure
you have no knives or pills up here,” he said.
His Muse’s frown turned into a slight smile.
“I just wish I was better at this,” she said.
“You are,” the Poet said as he left the room.

A few minutes later, he was back at the computer
typing slowly as a poem formed on the screen.
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Keeping In Touch
​by Chuck Kellum

I.
Facebook feeds me
Daily news,
Complete with pictures
And conflicting views;   
    All from sources
    Whom I choose.


Most are friends
But some aren't really,
And most hold back
Though some share freely
    (And often).
II.
I want a bridge
Across the gulf
Of time and place
And other/self;
    Online friends
    Most days can help.

But in the end
It's face to face
And hand in hand
In times of place,
With back and forth
And give and take,
Where memories form
At equal pace,
    To know each other
    Well.


III.
I miss you,  my  dear  friend.

Haiku
​by Mary Couch

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a span between us
safety in chaotic world
sun on horizon


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Spring Bloom 2020
Image and Poem by Alys Caviness-Gober

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Each year, at a safe distance,
through my windows,
with discontent and yearning,
I watch the first signs
of Spring.
 
First, a cluster
of little white flowers
with small spreckles
of oranges and yellows
push up through
Winter’s gray-brown
debris-ridden soil
and slowly spread;
then a hard green frond
of what will soon be
the first tall yellow daffodil,
rising strong like a standard-bearer
waving the brightest flag in battle.
Then comes dozens
of tiny bloodred clusters
amidst the first greens
of my roses.
 
All these blooms,
the first beauties of Spring.
 
So brave, they forge the way
for their late-blooming brethren,
and always seem
incredibly vulnerable
to the last of Winter’s icy grasp.
 
This year’s Spring bloom
is novel, like a new story,
it burst forth with
invisible white-gray clusters
sprouted with bloodred blossoms
and even smaller orange and yellow spreckles,
and it spread
wildly
insidiously
moving swiftly
adapting
readapting
deadly
striking down
our most vulnerable brethren,
but soon we know
all are at risk.
 
At first,
some of us scoffed,
faith-based believers ironically not believing
in something they couldn’t see,
even when numbers came in
from China and Italy
and other stricken places,
but then suddenly it was here,
and our numbers grew;
a question haunts our minds,
can this really be happening?
 
We watch from windows
whispering to ourselves
unfamiliar phrases like
social distancing,
sheltering in place,
and handwashing
(handwashing’s not something we usually say out loud)
but now reminding each other,
warning each other,
meme-ing each other,
we’re washing our hands
obsessively,
and practice six feet of
social distancing,
guidelines from
WHO (World Health Organization)
and the CDC (Centers for Disease Control)
~ when have those rolled off our tongues??
and we’re sheltering
hiding
sheltering
in place.
 
This year’s Spring bloom
is global;
one by one
entire countries
shut down
~ shut down for god’s sake
(can this really be happening?)
we’re in isolation;
fear-induced paralysis,
we cannot even whisper things like
quarantine
closed for the foreseeable future
because this year’s crop includes
slowly spreading economic instability
creeps across us,
hard fronds, to hold what will be massive job losses,
rise up as if held by a weakened standard-bearer
waving our tattered flag above a silent battlefield;
as the invasion of our
invisible gray and bloodred Enemy
continues
spreading, always spreading.
 
These blooms are not
the first beauties of Spring.
 
This year's Spring bloom
is an unsettling gray-brown
debris-ridden time,
a time of free-fall
and chaos,
and for most,
there is no precedence for it
within our lifetimes.
 
I’ve always lived
in partial isolation
with my disabilities
and chronic illnesses;
I’m one amongst the vulnerable,
and as this year’s Spring blooms,
I watch
from my window,
for once content
behind the glass.

Why Poetry?
by George Wylie

I write this my friend
to say so much more
with fewer words.

To use an image
to deliver a whole set of thoughts....
which beg your brain to absorb them
with the care I intended
.....and with my love,
G.W. 3-22-20
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Social Distancing Social for Poets!

3/20/2020

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Given concerns about the coronavirus and the closure of our reserved venue, Poetry Society of Indiana has wisely decided to cancel our in-person Spring Fling April 25. However, there’s no reason we can’t meet online! As Premier Poet, I (Sarah E. Morin) would like to invite you to an online poetry gathering on April 25, from 1:30-3pm. This event will be held entirely on Facebook, so there’s no chance of you catching anything but creative enthusiasm. It is not meant to replace Spring Fling, which is a wonderful all-day event that cannot be captured online, but to provide us with a shorter, fun way to celebrate poetry until the next time we can gather in person (Fall Rendezvous).

The arts and our artistic community have a wonderful power to help us cope with stressful and uncertain times. Let's come together and lift each other's spirits with a brief afternoon of creativity.

HOW DO I PARTICIPATE?
Just click on the Facebook Event page for this event and mark that you are going. Then at 1:30 on April 25, pull up the Facebook Event page on your computer. I’ll post a series of interactive posts for you to engage in and leave comments. You can come and go as you please from 1:30 to 3pm. In previous online Facebook events I’ve participated in, we’ve created a robust conversation in the comments and had a lot of fun. By the way, it’s absolutely free.

GIVEAWAYS!
Need more incentive to attend? I’ll be giving away free poetry ebooks throughout the event, including ones written by some of our PSI members.

WHO CAN PARTICIPATE?
Anyone with a Facebook account! So Poetry Society of Indiana members are encouraged, especially as many of us now have a free day due to the cancellation of Spring Fling. However, anyone can participate, PSI member or not. Students, you are very welcome as long as you have a Facebook account. Poets of all experience levels welcome. Share the event with your friends, in state and out.

LOOK FOR MORE UPDATES SOON
I’ll be putting together some fun activities for this online event over the next month. Look for teasers soon!
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Join the Online Gathering!
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What's in Your Wallet by George Wolfe

3/17/2020

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Today's Premier Poet's Corner features another great poem by George Wolfe. George notes, "[The end of the first stanza is] a reference to the literary classic The picture of Dorian Gray, which tells of a handsome young man whose portrait, which he has hidden in his attic, becomes increasingly disfigured in proportion to the number of his evil deeds."

Visit George at http://georgewolfe.net/.
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The Web by George Wolfe

3/15/2020

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In today's Premier Poet's Corner, we feature George Wolfe's perceptive poem, "The Web."

Are you a member of PSI? I'm happy to feature your short poems in the Premier Poet's Corner! Hey, I know y'all are smart enough to post to your own Facebook pages, but I can also share your poetry on our PSI website and social media outlets, and combine your work with a picture if you like. If interested, email your poems to sarahemorin1836@gmail.com. I look forward to featuring YOU!
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Collaborative Poem - A Time to Ponder

3/12/2020

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​Today in the Premier Poet’s Corner I post the last of our collaborative poems about Daylight Savings and Springing Forward. More than twenty poets contributed their words to this project - thanks! I love writing with you.

We heard from the pros and the anti time changers already. This last group is more philosophic about the time change. More of, “What does it all mean?” (Well, what did I expect from a bunch of poets?)

Enjoy this collaborative poem by John Hinton, Deb Ritter Carrell, Jenny Anderson Kalahar, Rachel Mohlman, Alicia LaMagdeleine, Kathleen Meyer, and Sarah E. Morin.
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Collaborative Poem - The Time Thief

3/10/2020

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Haters of Daylight Saving Spring time change, now you have your say.
 
THE TIME THIEF
 
An hour ahead I set my clock
hoping to wake at the earlier tick-tock.
Cats wake me up. That's nothing new.
But Daylight Saving--oh, peepeepeeU!
 
I too hiss at my darned alarm,
grudgingly smack it with my arm,
push the pesky felines off me,
stumble to kitchen for BIG cup of coffee.
 
My morning comfort food cannot please
(jalapeno bagel with cream cheese).
While hoping the java will leave me wired
I yawn and mumble, “Why am I so tired?”
 
The sand-eyed children are all off-kilter.
My husband seems to have no filter.
Moods sour and tempers short,
we’re a family of sorts.
 
Pull out of the drive running ten minutes late
(or fifty ahead, the dashboard clock states).
I jab at the buttons as we round the block
and give up ‘cause no one can reset car clocks.
 
Pull up at school and join the drop-off line,
tap my toe ‘cause we can’t catch up with time.
Son pipes up he forgot the sack lunch I sent him.
We’re fettered to a hurry-up-and-wait momentum.
 
Then off to work with pedal to the floor,
hop out of the car and rush in the back door,
pounce on the timeclock, and though I’ve tried,
the boss sees I’m late. Time’s not on my side.
 
Daylight Savings Time, please don’t accost
my life so cruelly. An hour is lost.
I relished your gift, but that was in Fall.
In Spring you’re a thief, a curse to us all.

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Collaborative Poem - Pro-Springing Forward

3/9/2020

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Thanks, everyone who unburdened your souls to tell me how you felt about Springing Forward yesterday! To my surprise, a few of you actually ENJOY Springing Forward. I mean, I knew in theory your type existed. I just have never met one of you in the wild.

The commenters fell into three camps:
Those of you who hate Springing Forward.
Those of you who like it or don’t mind it.
Those of you who muse on the existential meaning of time.

Pro-time-changers, I’m giving you the first say. But don’t worry, haters - your day is coming. And you had lots more to say...

Enjoy this collaborative poem by: Nancy Simmonds, Alys Caviness-Gober, Shelly Gambino, Sandra Nantais, Paula Guernsey, and Sarah E. Morin
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