Entries Tagged 'Poetry' ↓
February 24th, 2010 — BeExposed!, Bonk, Poetry, Writer, Musician
Support BeExposed!’s sister series in Racine.

From Nick Demske, BONK! curator:
“The full scoop on the February BONK!:
BONK! 17
SATURDAY, FEB 27th
RACINE ARTS COUNCIL
316 6TH STREET
RACINE, WI
6PM
(doors open at 5:30)
The time for BONK! has come again and what a stupendous lineup! Please join us this Saturday as we enjoy the fine talents of these three fine artists.
What ever did we do to come into such fortune?!”
SE YOU THERE!!!!
February 16th, 2010 — BeExposed!, Nick Demske, Racine Public Library, Bonk, Poetry
Nick Demske is the featured literary artist for the first BeExposed! performance series show on Friday, February 19th. Nick works at the Racine Public Library and is curator of the BONK! performance series. He’s also the editor of the online forum boo: a journal of terrific things. Most recently, Nick got the exciting news that his self-titled manuscript was announced as the winner of Fence Books’ 2010 Fence Modern Poets Series, and will be published in the fall of 2010.
March 2nd, 2009 — EK74, Harrison Idowu, Bonk, Racine, Poetry, ExposeKenosha
February 16th, 2009 — EK72, 365 Mondays, Suzanne Simonovich, Poetry

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A contribution to “365 Mondays” by Suzanne Simonovich
HEAVEN SCENT
{From a Collection of Chicago Calumet Park Escapades}
By Suzanne Simonovich
You came into my life
On a warm summer night, fireflies were dancing.
You asked my friends and me
Which of us were in the mood for romancing…
I was the brave one, although usually shy
Stating rather precisely that I was the one,
Little did I know you were my alibi
Changing my life forever…
In your 68 GTO, we toured a sleepy town
Church festivals were never this entertaining!
How incredible I thought to be here,
Few hours of darkness remaining.
Accompanied by Roberta Flack
We shared ordinary cuisine and conversation,
Through the park and past “the hill”
Searching for our destination ~
The moon was casting its final glow
Capturing the joy of loves youthful crown…
Onto my avenue, bungalows in a row
Mother’s lamp held vigil in her room.
In your arms a lifetime I’ve spent
You still taste like chocolate kisses;
Your fragrance consumes me
I always knew you were heaven scent ~