Showing posts with label New York Public Library. Show all posts
Showing posts with label New York Public Library. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 25, 2020

SOL25: Making Art?


            Trying to amuse myself at home, I took all these magnets I’ve gotten in donation solicitations from the New York Public Library and made a tiled image.

And now the front pages of the New York Times, since Thursday, March 5, through Sunday, March 22. When I taught copyediting, I liked to have collections of headlines to show headline-writing judgment and styles. I’m not keeping the actual pages now that I have the photos, but it’s interesting to see what news was highlighted early on. The banner headlines are less frequent this week, so far, And I’ll post this week’s collection next Sunday.

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I’m participating in the 13th annual Slice of Life Challenge over at Two Writing Teachers. This is day 25 of the 31-day challenge.  It’s not too late to make space for daily writing in a community that is encouraging, enthusiastic, and eager to read what you have to slice about.  Join in!

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

SOLTuesday: Poetry in the Park


            I’ve been going to a monthly poetry salon for about six years. JP Howard is the founder of Women Writers in Bloom; she invites a writer, usually a poet, to give a short workshop, read from her (usually it’s a woman) work, answer questions, and it’s all followed by an open mike.
            BryantPark, behind the New York Public Library in midtown, has hosted readings during the summer for several years now. And tonight Women Writers in Bloom presented, for the second or third year, four of its established and emerging poets. It was a beautiful evening, and each poet was stupendously better then the previous one.
            I arrived a bit early and saw several people I knew, from the salon, but also a woman from the gym. Found a seat, ate the delicious Indian food I’d gotten from the food fair over on Broadway, and absorbed the moving and inspiring poetry, and tried to ignore the sirens of multiple emergency vehicles storming down 42nd  Street. (Had something gone badly wrong somewhere? Who knows—it’s only New York City.)