Barron Arts Center ~ POETS WEDNESDAY

FESTIVAL OF THE ARTS ____________ _________________  SHOWS ~ Guests ~ Information 2006-2008 ___________ LINDA  TOBOROWSKY Radio Host Freelance Writer _______________ ROY M. STEINBERG~ Artist/ Gallery _____________ KATHRYN JOHNSON GLASER~ Educator ~ Docent ~ Co-Host _____________ KENNETH HARI ~ International Portraitist _____________ DR. HADASSAH GUTTMANN Pianist ~ Educator ___________ Junior Announcer DANIEL J. GRZESIK _________________ Photos Page 1 - 2006 -2007 ___________________ Photos Page 2 - 2006 -2007 _____________ NINA HAND - Performer - Executive Director _____________ BOB YUROCHKO~ Musician ~ Author ~ Artist ______________ DR. THEODORE K. SCHLOSBERG ~ NJ Workshop on the Arts ______________ DR. ANITA O. SOLOMON Clinical Psychologist ~ Musician _____________ ANGELO ORLANDO, Jr. Edison Art Society ______________ LINDA VONDERSCHMIDT-LaSTELLA _____________ BARBARA GOOD - Pianist~ Soloist MyLifeTime Book ____________ RUSS McCUBBIN ACTOR - STUNTMAN ______________ NOELLE COMPINSKY TINTURIN~ Pianist ____________ A TRIBUTE to the BEATLES _____________  MARK TRAUTMAN Conductor ~ NBCO _____________ REBECCA SCOTT - Conductor- Cantabile Chamber Chorale ______________ EVA ETZIONI-HALEVY, Ph.D. Biblical Novelist _____________ The VILLAGER'S THEATRE _____________ ZITA GEOFFROY HEINZ ~ Actor _____________ HEALING THROUGH CREATIVITY _____________ DR. BERNARD ROSE ` Musician - Educator _____________ MARVIN CHEITEN, Ph.D Playwright ~ Director _____________ THE REDDING BROTHERS ~ Musicians ~ Composers _____________ BARRON ARTS CENTER --CYNTHIA KNIGHT Director ______________ LIKE-MINDED ENTERTAINMENT~ Film Makers ______________ LARRY McCULLOUGH, Ph.D. Playwright ` Musician ~ Educator ______________ ROIA RAFIEYAN~ Singer ~ Musician ~ Composer ~ Music Therapist ______________ A Tribute to MARCEL MARCEAU _____________ STEPHEN H. FOREMAN - Screenwriter- Author ___________ THORNEY LIEBERMAN~ Photographer ___________ DEBBIE HILL - Photojournalist ____________ JULIA SADD Journalist - Lyricist - Author ____________ CINDY BOGGS- Author - Instructor - Speaker ____________ BRUCE K. HALEY, Jr --Photographer _______________ AILA ACCAD Speaker ~ Author _____________ Bobby Gonzalez Storyteller ____________ Middlesex County Cultural & Heritage Commission ___________ LEO KRAFT Composer ~ Theorist ~ Pedagogue ____________ GARY JAMES Poet - Author - Speaker ___________ Dr. MARTIN HALPERN Playwright ~ Poet ~ Composer ~ Educator ___________ BLENKO GLASS COMPANY ___________ RUTH KIRK - Author Childrens' Books ____________ POETS WEDNESDAY Edie Eustice ~ Deborah LaVeglia ____________ GRANT COOPER ~ Conductor - WVa Symphony ___________ Katelyn Dawn - Composer - Singer - Musician ___________ Gary Cohen Producing Director MIDDLESEX COUNTY'S Plays-In-The-Park ______________ PHIL PEPE Sports Writer ~ Author _____________ ROBERT CUCCIOLI Actor ` Singer ` Director Stage & Television ___________ LARRY GROCE - Singer ~ Composer ~ Executive Director of FESTIVALL~ 'When A City Becomes A Work of Art' ____________ EAST BRUNSWICK LIBRARY - A 21st Century Community Center ____________ Andy Rothstein Guitarist ~ Songwriter ~ Composer ____________

 POETS WEDNESDAY
Founder and Poet, Edie Eustice and Poet Deborah LaVeglia
head the Bi-Weekly Poets Wednesday at the Baron Arts Center 
where Poets have been meeting for 30 years.
Edie has been running the meetings from the beginning 
and Deborah joined in 1991. 
Poets Wednesday includes one or two f
eatured readers followed by
open readings of two - three minutes. The poetry can be open themes
and open lengths. Meetings are for poets of all ages
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The Festival of the Arts show with Edie Eustice and Deborah LaVeglia
on Sunday, April 6, 2008 is dedicated
to the work and memory of Poet, Joe Salerno
who would have been 61 years old on April 2nd.
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Website:  www.poetswednesday.cjb.net/
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Only Here
I wake
Holding the blue piece
Of a dream. And lying still
On the cloudy pillow,
Before the day's first word
Spreads meaning out over the world,
I let the morning rain
Be all I am.
 
And in the slender
Stone-colored light, the ordinary
Promises of my life are made again,
Attaching themselves silkenly
Like rain to the window
Or my car glazed like a white rose
In the driveway.
 
And the dream
Now cold, blows away
Like history, my wife
Stirring beside me, the feathery touch
Of our first child turning
In her widening belly. Downstairs,
The kitchen waits. There is nothing
To decide. Everything asleep
Is about to awake, the day
Set like a mighty clock
In the silence.
 
Opening our eyes,
We lift the world; the universe
Tossed like rain from the tips
Of our lashes. Only here
Our ordinary eyes learn to find eternity--
There is nothing else. The luster
Is this plainness we walk in;
This poverty we rise to
At the end of dreaming--
The sacrament each day
Of our feet touching
The floor.

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BARRON ARTS CENTER

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SONG OF THE TULIP TREE
I stand alone
in my great height.
I cherish nothing

more than my own roots.
The decay of the world
is my nourishment.

What happens below me
passes like the floss
from autumn milkweed;


And the stars
are no more than the hum of gnats
tossing in the vault

of my summer shade.
Not death not grief
not the thunder of human history

sways the vast and wrinkled
stone of my trunk.
My joy is in the sun

and the rain and the passionate
art of the wind
stirring like a lover

the enormous green play
of my branches.
What dies beneath me

finds no pity,
but in time is taken up
and sent out briefly to dance:

a nameless leaf in the wide
blue music of the weather.
And you, far below,

with your small face
looking up, I have no need
for homage.

Your human heart
is no more to me than a sparrow's
egg blown from its nest.


But if sometimes
out of loneliness or a desperate
urge to praise

you would seek me out,
then press your faint hand
reverently against

the ancient hide of my bark.
In a hundred years
your touch will travel through

each ring of my immense
armored heart, to tell me
you were here.

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