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Friends~

I love sharing poetry with people. I love to be with people who are sharing what has heart and meaning for us. So I’m teaming up with my friends at the Mt Airy Art Garage for a poetry-with-jazz open mike—The Swerve this month will be hosted by yours truly. If you’re in Philly on Saturday evening, Feb 7, bring your tree poems, your February musings, your secret stirrings of spring, any writings that bring you closer to this particular moment in the turning of the year. Bring your own words or the words of someone you admire—poetry or prose, spoken or sung—whatever you would like to share in your own voice.

Wissahickon February by Susan Windle

Wissahickon February by Susan Windle

Here’s a poem to bring in the season:

Fertility Song

No flowers.
But each year in February
the sun
comes throbbing through
webs of bare branches,
touches my skin,
softens the path
where I walk
to the beat of dripping icicles
and the high flute
of the chickadee.
My womb aches—
opens.

I want your song
sung
through me.

 Susan Windle

Questions? Or want to let me know you’ll be there? (I’d love that!) Call me:215-247-5545.

The Swerve–Where Jazz and Poetry Intersect
Sap is Rising!
Susan Windle, Open Mike Host
Mt Airy Art Garage
11 W. Mt Airy Avenue
Feb 7, 2014, 7-9 pm
$5 donation at the door.

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Susan Windle | Photo by Beverly Rich

Friends~

I love sharing poetry with people. I love to be with people who are sharing what has heart and meaning for us. So I’m teaming up with my friends at the Mt Airy Art Garage for a poetry-with-jazz open mike—The Swerve this month will be hosted by yours truly. If you’re in Philly on Saturday evening, Feb 7, bring your tree poems, your February musings, your secret stirrings of spring, any writings that bring you closer to this particular moment in the turning of the year. Bring your own words or the words of someone you admire—poetry or prose, spoken or sung—whatever you would like to share in your own voice.

Wissahickon February by Susan Windle

Wissahickon February by Susan Windle

Here’s a poem to bring in the season:

Fertility Song

No flowers.
But each year in February
the sun
comes throbbing through
webs of bare branches,
touches my skin,
softens the path
where I walk
to the beat of dripping icicles
and the high flute
of the chickadee.
My womb aches—
opens.

I want your song
sung
through me.

 Susan Windle

Questions? Or want to let me know you’ll be there? (I’d love that!) Call me:215-247-5545.

The Swerve–Where Jazz and Poetry Intersect
Sap is Rising!
Susan Windle, Open Mike Host
Mt Airy Art Garage
11 W. Mt Airy Avenue
Feb 7, 2014, 7-9 pm
$5 donation at the door.

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