Monthly Archives: March 2010

March 31, 2010 – Annual Neurotic, Exotic, Erotic Open Myk

Our Annual Exotic, Neurotic, Erotic Extravaganza!.

Oh the throes of love,

and the throws of love,

the flushing, blushing and boasting!

Irascible eros, indestructible,

inescapable, irritating –

OKAY, SO WEAR A BOA, A RAINCOAT, BRING A POEM !(Subtle, metaphoric, euphoric or not….) We celebrate the sensual, the ridiculous, the neurotic and the exotic aspects of that hormonal madness and beyond…….

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Posted by on March 31, 2010 in * Past Theme Nights


March 24, 2010 – Marianela Medrano Marra & Spring Open Myk

Marianela Medrano Marra

Marianela Medrano-Marra was born and raised in the Dominican Republic, and has lived in Connecticut since 1990. A poet and a writer of non-fiction and fiction, she holds a PhD in psychology, a professional counselor’s license and certification as a poetry therapist.

Medrano offers workshops and readings in various venues in Connecticut, New York and other parts of the country. Her poetry, rich with imagery and metaphor, often deals with women’s issues. In her workshops, she combines literature, psychology and spirituality to help others find new ways of knowing the wholeness of human beings.

Her work has appeared in numerous anthologies and magazines in Latin America, Europe and the United States. The following are her individual publications: Oficio de Vivir (1986). Santo Domingo: Editorial Buho, Los Alegres Ojos de la Tristeza/Happy Eyes of Sadness (1987). Santo Domingo: Editorial Buho. Regando Esencias/ The Scent of Waiting (1998). New York: Alcance, Curada de Espantos/One Who Has Seen It All (2002). Madrid, Spain: Ediciones Torremozas.

An Urban Sadness Converses with Ours

Leagues and leagues of blue sea
without a voice
a sound to guide us
Names also forgotten
confused in uncertain accents
there were bats in the caves
to guard our names in the Guayabas
Also turtles and sacred trees
-surfaces to write them on-
That was before we drowned
before the wind swallowed us
There are no statues of our ancestors in Manhattan
and we have forgotten how to use wings
Yet inside there is a bright Zemi­
signaling a point of light
A voice sings in the sun
our bodies move towards the unkown.

From Goddess of the Yuca (unpublished)

Translated from Spanish by the author and Reggie Marra

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Posted by on March 24, 2010 in * A Few Poems, * Past Features



March 17, 2010 – Reggie Marra plus St Patty’s open myk

Reggie Marra at Molten Java

Peace poet, personal journey facilitator, all around good-guy, Reggie Marra is a poet, author, and educator with over 33 years of experience in elementary, middle, secondary, and higher education.

He is a Master Teaching Artist with the Arts Division of the Connecticut Commission on Culture and Tourism, and he works with organizations and individuals who are committed to ongoing growth and development. His Integral Journeys™ workshops provide safe, challenging spaces within which to explore identity, perspective, voice and purpose—your authentic place in the world—through the transformative power of language as it manifests in poetry, story, council, humor & nature. Visit his website at

He is author of four books: This Open Eye: Seeing What We Do, Living Poems, Writing Lives: Spirit, Self and the Art of Poetry, Who Lives Better Than We Do? and The Quality of Effort.
His poems have appeared in The Underwood Review, Many Waters, Let the Poets Speak, The Fairfield Review, Concepts, The Journal of Pastoral Counseling, “Story, Silence and Spirit: The Crisis of the First-Person Pronouns,” “Transformation or Stagnation: the Resilience Dilemma,” and “What Do You Mean, Spirituality?”

Prior to developing the Integral Journeys programs, he spent twenty-one years as a teacher, coach, and administrator in secondary and higher education. He currently lives in Connecticut with his family. His wife Marianela Medrano-Marra is our featured poet the following Wednesday. They are very different and quite complementary!

Empty Smoking Boot
August 6, 2006

Green shrubs and
distant haze-shrouded
hills lie beyond the
charred, smoldering
car frame. Scattered
tree limbs, twigs and
dry leaves lure the eye
from the blackened
metal to the lone
empty smoking boot
that leans on its side
against the small stone.
Laces through the bottom
four and top two eyelets
connect nothing,
lead nowhere, yearn
for familiar tension
and purpose. Brown
leather upper folded
down and back as if
to offer relief from
the heat for the absent
ankle and foot.



March 10, 2010 – Dick Allen at the Blue Z!

Dick Allen

On Wednesday March 10th, the Wednesday Night Poetry Series is pleased to present the incredible and accomplished Dick Allen, whose popular readings are combinations of humorous and serious poetry, with Zen floated into the mix. Don’t miss this reading – and come early, seats will fill up fast for this one!

Allen is a Pushcart Prize winner, and a recipient of both an NEA and an Ingram Merrill Poetry Writing Fellowship. His new poems have appeared recently in or are forthcoming in The New Criterion, Crab Orchard Review, Ploughshares, American Scholar, The Georgia Review, The Yale Review, Poetry, Stone Boat, Gettysburg Review, The New York Quarterly, and The Hudson Review. Hundreds of other poems of his have appeared over the years in such magazines as The New Yorker, The Atlantic Monthly, The New Republic, Agni, The New England Review, and in over 40 national poetry anthologies. His poems have been in five editions of The Best American Poetry and another one will be in the 2010 edition. Allen’s poems and short essays have often been featured on Poetry Daily, as well as read by Garrison Keillor on The Writer’s Almanac. In January-February, 2010, he (will be/was) the featured poet on the Tricycle/Rattle Poetry website.

Visit his website for some poems

His seventh collection of poetry, the Zen-Buddhist influenced Present Vanishing, was published by Sarabande Books in October, 2008. This last September, it received the 2009 Connecticut Book Award for Poetry. Allen’s previous two collections, The Day Before: New Poems and Ode to the Cold War: Poems New and Selected, also were published by Sarabande Books.

Dick Allen and his wife, poet L. N. Allen, live near the shores of Thrushwood Lake, in Trumbull, Connecticut, with music—Bach and Bluegrass.

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Posted by on March 10, 2010 in * Past Features



March 3, 2010 – Brad Davis

Brad Davis

Brad Davis is not a radio host or a Grammy winning singer-songwriter or a dead actor. Laid off this last August after twenty-two years at a private school in northeastern Connecticut, he is not even a classroom teacher anymore. But all’s well and all manner of things shall be well. Since August he has picked up two part-time jobs, one with an educational foundation based in California, the other as coordinator of programming for Sylvester Manor Educational Farm on Shelter Island out on the East End of Long Island. He works from his home in Connecticut where he lives with his wife Deb and cat Mr. Bibbs.

Brad also writes poetry. He earned an MFA from Vermont College of Fine Arts. His chapbook, Short List of Wonders, was selected by Dick Allen as the winner of the 2005 Sunken Garden Poetry Prize, and he has won an AWP Intro Journal Award and the International Arts Movement Poetry Prize. Individual poems have appeared in such journals as Poetry, Paris Review, Image, DoubleTake, Connecticut Review, Tar River Poetry, Brilliant Corners, Rock & Sling, and most recently Suss: another literary journal. Brad has published four books with Antrim House. A poem first published by Suss: another literary journal follows.


A song by this title was written in 1942 by Bill Carey & Carl Fischer.
The phrases may be read in any order.

when I sing it              naked

she cries                  into the mirror


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Posted by on March 3, 2010 in * Past Features



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