One of the aspects I really like about the seasonal word/music celebrations (usually held at the Loveland Museum) is the winding in of the poets “on whose shoulders we stand,” as it were. The event in celebration of this Autumn, held yesterday, opened with the poem which set the theme for the reading: “To Autumn” by John Keats read beautifully by Loveland’s Poet Laureate, Veronica Patterson.
From there the reading expanded in many wonderful
directions, held by the thread of autumn: the rambling of squirrels in Cecil
Gutierrez’s composition for native flute, the calm pace of Jepson-Gilbert
reading her work, the pile of leaves that IS autumn for many of us from Sandra
McGarry, the call of a bird outside someone’s window in the background, the
several Haiku, the poems and poetry of graceful hosting by Lynn and Eve and
Ronnie, the return to the flute (this time from M.D. Friedman) and a closing
poem by Patterson in homage to Keats: the last two a wonderful bookending of
the afternoon.
The promise of the next event in the next season will
sustain us: look forward to Sunday, December 13.
A number of events fall between now and then: check “Beth’s Picks” to the right for a list
of some.
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