75 at 75 92Y Poetry

92Y Unterberg Poetry Center’s 75th anniversary and beyond

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75 at 75: Grace Paley Reads From "The Used-Boy Raisers"

75 at 75: Allen Ginsberg, February 26, 1973

75 at 75: Czeslaw Milosz

92Y Dance: 1994 – Present

92Y Parenting Conference: Why Fathers Matter

75th Ranger Regiment: Join the Military Intelligence Battalion

W. G. Sebald | 92Y Readings

David Brooks and Mark Shields with Jeff Greenfield

Neil Gaiman Helps Margaret Atwood Celebrate Her 75th Birthday!

E. E. Cummings: Selected Poems | 92Y Readings

Elizabeth Bishop: Selected Poems | 92Y Readings

Vladimir Nabokov: Selected Poems and Prose | 92Y Readings

Spirit of 92nd Street Y: The Harkness Dance Center at 75

Orhan Pamuk: The Museum of Innocence | 92Y Readings

V. S. Naipaul: The Masque of Africa | 92Y Readings

92Y Teen Modern Dance Class

75 at 75: Mark Strand on Joseph Brodsky

75 at 75: Pico Iyer on Leonard Cohen | 92Y Readings

75 at 75: W. H. Auden: "Bucolics" and "Horae Cononicae"

75 at 75: James Schuyler Reads "Salute" and other poems

75 at 75: Marianne Moore: Her Poems and Translations of La Fontaine

75 at 75: William Trevor Reads "Kathleen's Field"

P.D. James and S.J. Rozan: Mysterious Conversations

75 at 75: Amy Clampitt Reads From A Silence Opens

 
 
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Core. A Sonnet by Robin Ouzman Hislop.

 
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This tumble down day of tears and clay.
I do not stand in awe, at the world’s throng
As I gaze across black hills rolling grey
Turbulent clouds on the darkening land
Reaching the peninsula of my eye
Its sudden scene, its solitary strand,
My thoughts of time, existence, shadow

 
 


Robin Ouzman Hislop Editor of the 12 year running on line monthly poetry journal Poetry Life & Times. (See also its Wikipedia entry at Poetry Life and Times). He has made many appearances over the last years in the quarterly journals Canadian Zen Haiku, including In the Spotlight Winter 2010 & Sonnetto Poesia. Previously published in international magazines, his recent publications include Voices without Borders Volume 1 (USA), Cold Mountain Review, Appalachian University N Carolina, Post Hoc installed at Bank Street Arts Centre, Sheffield (UK), Uroborus Journal, 2011-2012 (Sheffield, UK), The Poetic Bond II & 111, available at The Poetic Bond and Phoenix Rising from the Ashes a recently published Anthology of Sonnets: Phoenix Rising from the Ashes. He has recently completed a volume of poetry, The World at Large, for future publication. He is currently resident in Spain engaged in poetry translation projects.

 
 
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Sunset and My Life with the Wave Two Video Poems by Octavio Paz Translated from Spanish

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Mexican poet, essayist, and political thinker. His works reflect many influences, including Marxism, surrealism, and Aztec mythology. El laberinto de la soledad/The Labyrinth of Solitude (1950), the book which brought him to world attention, explores Mexico’s heritage. His long poem Piedra del sol/Sun Stone (1957) uses contrasting images, centring on the Aztec Calendar Stone (representing the Aztec universe), to symbolize the loneliness of individuals and their search for union with others. He was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1990.

 
 

 
 

 
 
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“Poet” by Ron Olsen

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Poet
by Ron Olsen

Of all the people in the world
How many are there do you suppose
Who dare call themselves “poets?”

Who are drawn
To say more with less
Daring critics
To deny their voice
In a world that so badly needs
Imagination

A calling?
Or ego revealed?
Either way
The result is the same
An irresistible draw

For the poet
There is no alternative
But to create

To hope that
Someone listens

 
©2015 Ron Olsen – all rights reserved

“Alone” – A Poem by Ron Olsen

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Alone
by Ron Olsen

The Ship was rolling
Unnoticed
Except that the sailors stood in two rows
To catch you if you fell
As you jumped off the chopper
After hitting the deck
Before you got your sea legs
It didn’t hit us until we were in the mess
And they set the plates of donuts out
That we were in no mood to eat anything
Much less donuts
I pushed the plate toward Steve
He pushed it back
Looking less than settled
We made it back to shore
Without betraying our manhood
Stomachs intact
Stopped for a beer on the way home
“A mood adjuster” he called it
Handing me a Corona
I felt better
Then
Suddenly
With no warning
Bitch slapped in the face by time
We were putting him in the ground
Before his time
Up at Forest Lawn
And Mark said
“I can’t believe our friend is in that box over there”
I had no reply
What could I say
About death?
It was the same place they buried another friend
With the same name
Two Steves
Within days of one another
It seemed
Although it was actually several years
Time plays games
Hours are days
Days are years
Your friends are gone
They told us it would happen
But you really don’t know
Until it does
As the ship keeps rolling
Leaving you there
Alone

©2015 Ron Olsen – all rights reserved

 

Ron Olsen is a Los Angeles-based writer.  More of his work can be found here.

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Since 1939, the Unterberg Poetry Center has given discerning audiences a chance to hear the finest writers in every literary genre, and its unrivaled dedication to the writer’s voice in all of its aspects has made it America’s foremost literary forum.
 
 
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