Bards and Brew Tonight!

I just got an email from Ralph Murre, a former Door County Poet Laureate who is a classic poet!, reminding me that I will be one of two featured poets at Starboard Brewing, 151 N. 3rd, in downtown Sturgeon Bay this evening. Starboard Brewing is famous around here for its craft beers. I hope those in this area can attend this event. It tends to be something else.

Chuck Sully will be the other featured poet with his poetry about sailing and wild waters. There will also be an open mike. There tends to be quite an audience.

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Skipping Stones by Betty Hayes Albright

Four Windows Press has released Skipping Stones, a book of poetry by Betty Hayes Albright.

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Last month Four Windows Press published an outstanding book of poetry by Standing Feather, a New Mexico poet. This month we are coming out with a volume of poetry by Betty Hayes Albright entitled, Skipping Stones.

Betty Hayes Albright has one of the most popular poetry sites on the web at https://raindancepoetry.wordpress.com/author/raindancer73. Called “Seasonings”, the site presents week after week the deeply romantic, often clever, and sometimes fantastical poetry of Albright. Four Windows Press is glad to now count Albright’s earth-mother poetry among its offerings.

A Sturgeon Bay poet, Mike Orloch, told me at a recent poetry reading that he was reluctant to publish a book, even though he is an excellent poet with strong credentials, because more people write poetry than read it. This may be true, but we’re hoping that Betty’s wonderful book sells some copies. There has got to be a market for what Candice Daquin, another excellent poet, calls “her gorgeous kaleidoscopic collection of poems”. Lauren Scott, another well-known poet, said of Skipping Stones that it “is mythical and dreamlike, moving and heart-wrenching, delightful and thought-provoking.”

Four Windows Press is certainly happy that the book will be available on amazon.com early next week. You can also order a book with a check or money order to Four Windows Press, attn. Tom Davis, 231 N. Hudson, Sturgeon Bay, WI 54235. The book is priced at 13.95. There is a $4.00 handling and shipping fee for those who want to order directly from the press.

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OtherWorld’s Bookstore Display

A new bookstore has opened on Third Avenue in Sturgeon Bay! We used to have two bookstores, but they have closed. Now Margaret Magle has opened a new bookstore on Third Avenue downtown. She is, right now, featuring books by Ethel Mortenson and Thomas Davis. We are hoping both tourists and local folks visit the store at 41 N. Third Avenue since we are hoping Margaret succeeds in her new endeavor.

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Open to Sunshine Spiderwart

A photograph by Sonja Bingen

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Holding My Breath

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

I keep looking
for the breathing holes
beneath this thick sea ice,

a place where
I can propel
up towards the light,
grasping for a breath of air
that smells like earth
and soil and green things.

I keep looking
for that rare space
because I cannot hold
my breath much longer.

There. Over there
I see some light
through honey-colored ice.

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A Glowing Pink Released!

Four Windows Press announces the release of a new book, The Glowing Pink by Standing Feather. Standing Feather is a New Mexico poet who lives near the El Morro National Monument and the Ancient Way Cafe. He operates a gallery, Galleria Carnaval, and paints as well as writes magnificent poetry.

Copies can be ordered at amazon.com or from Standing Feather’s gallery.

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Praise for The Glowing Pink

In The Glowing Pink, Standing Feather reminds us of the almost unspeakable intimacy shared by all beings. I view the poems of this collection as passageways to the sacred, to the sheer beauty and wonder of life. Reality is luminous. There are songs and blessings for “creatures that may spend their entire lives inside a flower.” What nourishes us, what makes us whole, is empathy, and an awareness of our union with the universe. Line by line, page by page, these poems are a deep bow to all of life: the vast, the miniscule, the unseen.

James Janko, winner of the Association of Writers and Writing Programs Pride for the Novel, author of The Clubhouse Thief and Buffalo Boy and Geronimo

If poetry has a searing edge that is part flame and part cool, silver moonlight, mixed with the fragrance of deep emotion, it has reached beyond everydayness into a realm as wild, beautiful, and perhaps dangerous, as those regions of space where stars are born. There must be music too, even if it is subtle music, and an unusual insight into human experience and what substances are melded together to make a human spirit. It must also look outward to others, whether they are people or living parts of the earth, and create an ecosystem of connections that reflect out of the poet into the reader so that the reader can discover something vital and true about themselves. In The Glowing Pink Standing Feather achieves all of this as poem after poem images with words that either are carved from the bedrock of stone quarried from generations of poets or sparked like flashes of quicksilver dancing and twisting into a bewilderment of light and dark. If we need a reason to read poetry, then this book gives us that reason. Thomas Davis, author of The Weirding Storm and three novels.

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I Dream of a Different World

by Ethel Mortenson Davis

I dream of
a different world:

one where I can*
take refuge,

where you and I
will be sisters,

where the First Peoples
are striding along
with the Second peoples,
learning from each other,

where they are no longer refugees
in their own land,

where freed slaves
are helped to build
new lives with the colonists,
no longer refugees
in this new land.

I dream of
a different world:

where no one is heard
shouting from a window,

“Go back to where you came from.”

* The first two stanzas are a quote from Ariel Dorfman, a refuge.

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