Jo Cleveland, Naomi Nye, and Souvenirs

We have a lot of poetry stuff going tomorrow, so here it is for reference:

3:00
Question and answer time with Naomi Shihab Nye in American Studies 200. Everyone is welcome, and I believe it's come-and-go.

6:30
Jo Cleveland awards in Cone Chapel (a.k.a., "the new wedding chapel").

7:30
Reading and presentation by Naomi Shihab Nye, also in Cone Chapel.

9:30
Souvenirs is meeting on the deck at Midnight Oil for mass poetry showdown and general spiffiness.

So come and enjoy as many of these events as possible. :)

Camping Trip Canceled

Hullo,

The weather hasn't cooperated,* so we shan't be camping this weekend. :(

Instead, we plan to have a cookout at Berryhill Park. We'll have hot dogs, snacks, and s'mores and read poetry. So bring spiffy poetry and a couple of dollars for the food. You can post here with questions or if you'd like to let me know you're coming (i.e., assure that we buy enough marshmallows for you).

We'll plan on camping properly some time next semester. :)

Congratulations to Katie on winning the Shelley showdown tonight!

-- Joanna

* Thunderstorms and hail are predicted.  Cf. Shelley:

 Thou on whose stream, 'mid the steep sky's commotion,

Loose clouds like Earth's decaying leaves are shed,

Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean,



Angels of rain and lightning: there are spread

On the blue surface of thine airy surge,

Like the bright hair uplifted from the head



Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge

Of the horizon to the zenith's height,

The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge



Of the dying year, to which this closing night

Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre

Vaulted with all thy congregated might



Of vapours, from whose solid atmosphere

Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: O hear!

Tennyson and Naomi Shihab Nye

Our poets for tomorrow are Tennyson and Naomi Shihab Nye. (Nye will be coming next week to speak after the Jo Cleveland awards.)

Katie Cozzens and I also hope to bring you a showdown of Shelley's "Ode to the West Wind." We do know that it isn't autumn, but Shelley is pretty spiffy all year. Also, the dramatic expression of angst really fits this time of the semester rather well.

The camping trip is planned for this weekend, but we may have rain. I'll update with alternate plans when/if we have them.

- J.E.B.

Plath and Hughes

Hullo,

Tonight's poets are Sylvia Plath and Ted Hughes.

We'll also be discussing further plans about the upcoming camping trip. :)

- Joanna