March 10th, 2009

DancingEgrets

A series of conflicting events....

One of the things I love most about Los Angeles is that on any given day there is something interesting going on somewhere. My last few days are a case in point.

It all started, really, far north of Los Angeles with the Haiku Society of America meeting in Oregon that I wanted, but couldn't, attend. tanyamcdonald has a nice write-up about it on her blog:

http://tanyamcdonald.livejournal.com/21370.html

But once I determined a trip to Oregon wasn't in my future, I was to accept an invitation to go to the gem show at the Arboretum with a member of my local haiku group, and was able to read my poem Bie You Dong Tian at the publication reading for San Gabriel Valley Poetry Quarterly. I contemplated attending the Pablo Neruda reading at Avenue 50 that evening, but decided to write a poem for kathleenwilson's the 350 million year old fossil instead.

On Sunday, I sprung forward to Daylight Savings time but was late to Kathabela's poetry salon. The group was small, but it was one of the better salons I've attended in a while. The creative energy was contagious.

And somehow along the way, I forgot about Scott Kaestner's Secod Sunday Poetry Party in Glendale.

*sigh*

You just can't do it all.

Yesterday I was excited to discover Stephen Hawking was speaking in Pasadena on the topic of "Why we need to go into space" but the event was sold out long before I heard about it.

But then, I found out courtesy of Hilda Weiss, the artistic director of http://www.poetry.la that Pulitzer prize winning poet Yusef Komunyakaa was reading at the Boston Court along with Deborah Digges and Rodney Jones, all $100,000 Kingsley Tufts Poetry Award winners. Alice Quinn, the former poetry editor of The New Yorker was the emcee.

So I missed out on Stephen Hawking but got to hear Yusef Komuyakaa and a fantastic poetry reading. I didn't get to go to Oregon and mingle with other haiku poets, but spent some fun hours in the company of local Pasadena poets. All in all, I'm satisfied with the way it all turned out.