wVw in May

…my heart with pleasure fills,

And dances with the Daffodils.
                --William Wordsworth

April 30 was another cold and dreary Spring day. A wVw writer warned me not to send any more optimistic notes anticipating the arrival of Spring--blue skies, sunshine, warmth. Now May has arrived. I am crossing my fingers and counting on that the old adage – April showers bring May flowers. Flowers are blooming. Trees are budding. Green shoots are sprouting in my garden.

New Paltz United Methodist Church hosted In Defiance: Runaways from Slavery in New York's Hudson River Valley, 1735-1831 with Susan Stessin-Cohn, April 20, as part of its Carleton Mabee Lecture Series. Following Susan's presentation, attendees were invited to step into the shoes, life experience, of a runaway by writing beginning with "My name is…." The resulting writing honored the lives of those who resisted human bondage. Using context from Susan's presentation and evidence from runaway notices, writers imagined the "story of someone's life…. [and] put a face" on human experience. I am collecting the writing and hope to make it public soon.

The Spring Weekly workshops are winding down. Our final weekly workshop meeting of the season is Thursday, May 17. As a reminder to weekly workshop writers (any writer who paid full registration fee), your registration fee includes a 20-minute one-on-one conference. Let me know if you are interested and we will set a date and time.

Write Saturdays
Registration is open for Write Saturday, May 19, 9 AM – 4 PM, Poughquag. I am looking forward to writing with wVw weekend community. It has been quite awhile since we last gathered to write and share our stories.

Next Write Saturday, June 9 (new date), 9 AM – 4 PM, New Paltz.

Weekly Workshop Series (Sundays, 4-7 PM; Wednesdays, 1-4 PM; Thursdays, 4-7 PM)
Summer Weekly Workshop Series (8 workshop meetings) has been added to 2018 schedule. The summer series runs July 8 through August 30. You will be notified wVw mailing list when registration opens.

Fall Weekly Workshop Series (revised schedule), September 23 through November 21 – 8 weekly workshop meetings.


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the river now

two legs
four legs
legs to stand on
legs to talk on
mute except where we meet
at the ground
our ground, we agree

she spins it
with each step
a river of sticks
to stand on
movement always makes
my heart
beat back
I remember
even the frozen
moves at a level

we call it death
when the legs fall down even
the tree kins its knee
no blood here, I can't see it
no blood here, she said
its floating
all around us

the river now
moves on
stone stays
stone pile
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I Tell You This

​I do not hold onto my anger
  Or disappointments
And that affects my poetry
Housing projects
Single mom
Brother's hand me downs
Abuses by boys not sure yet
How to treat a woman
  Or girl
With breasts already bigger than
                                    their experiences
Dreaming of breasts as comfort
Grabbing them for confirmation
Child for a husband
Who hit with words
Withheld emotion
  And conversation
  And the will to provide
Sex as a privilege
Not desire
  But punishment

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wvw Spring Starts in Two Weeks

Think Spring. If you are a gardener, you may have ordered seeds to plant and they are already sprouting waiting for the soil to warm enough to be put to bed. But if you are a procrastinator like me, you may just be drooling over the stack of seed catalogs that have arrived in the mail. My personal favorite isn't a seed catalog but the David Austin Rose catalog. Even if you never plant a rose, you can love this catalog.

As you anticipate for crocus and tulips to bloom, why not register for wVw Spring Workshops and Write Saturday:

Sunday afternoons, 4 - 7 PM, beginning March 11 - Register

Wednesday afternoons, 1 - 4 PM, beginning March 14 - Register

Thursday evenings, 6:30 - 9:30 PM, beginning March 15 - Register

Write Saturday, March 10, 9 AM - 4 PM, Ulster Park - Register

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Poems by Tim Brennan

A Feint Louse or

a faint sound a might be augury
I see you've got the door in
the door I see you in you installed
the door I see a slight
crack of light through really
around a crack of light always finds a way
a sound that niggles at memory the same
like the word surf or a conversation
eg. the salad bar on a saint's day after church
(affection pulling him into the room)
a fair or a fare or an affair or the
head raised again he sees her push her
hair from her face
another phone call from no one announced
fanning hot air from room to room
she sits at the desk across the room
flowers die in twilight



her vagrant hammering on the dias on Sundays
the regimental flag forge-draped over the gate
and whether or not we're in the catalpa the cows aren't

after-hours in grasses perched on one leg
the blood draining past yes or no
any movement will be in its deliberation (delineation; linearity)
typically categorized
movement of the spine and shoulders
of long-lines tuna lost-waxed and crucified
spread out to dream on a grass set of tables
of salt and whiskers ointment-jarflies
a scam of eggs and bushspring desires

words catch in a crow's throat
feet catch at the mouth
the cramped quartet's positions in a rising sea
the levels of meaninglessness
in constructive desires

a fraction
a fiction

leafing through sunlight


Timothy Brennan is a poet, painter and woodworker who has lived and worked in San Francisco, in Brooklyn, and now in New Paltz, NY, where he has been renovating his old house for over twenty years with no end in sight. He has had poems published in The Chronogram, Awosting Alchemy, The Blue Collar Review, and in the 2011 and the 2014 edition of the Wallkill Valley Writers' Anthology. He assists in presenting Next Year's Words: A New Paltz Reading Forum. 

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