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We’ve been throwing this winter party for maybe ten years now, where we invite our friends to celebrate the winter, strut their own talents and applaud others’. I’ve written about this party before, here https://travelindigo.wordpress.com//?s=chautauqua&search=Go, and you can read about the Chautauqua in more depth here or http://www.ciweb.org.
This year we had several poetry readings, nonfiction recitations, piano pieces, and singing. It loses something in translation to try to write about performance, I am in awe of critics who can capture the nuance of a concert in a few paragraphs. Suffice to say, it was fun and inspiring as always as our spirited performers and audience members took full hold of the evening and made it their own.
Following is a melange of pictures (and a poem) celebrating that night.
Chatauqua 2018
Winter has her chilly grip upon us
once again we look for signs of spring
against the greying sky frosted with snowflakes
we find the western sun still, a-waiting
a few more minutes to her credit every day.
The sun bequeaths her lengthening to shadows
from which we know the weather soon will change
then ripening the quickened root and branches.
Throw doors and windows open to the blowing
between the snowdrifts you can smell the earth
Together then, within this house we’ll gather
take vernal gifts from other’s handiwork
we’ll whisper, spring has come, in every subtle motion
til real leaf and flower burst in ripe commotion.
Celebrants!
Heading over to Hat Attack to see what’s on Judith’s head this month. And I’ll head over to Visible Monday when it’s up next week!