Read To Me Some Poem
by Maryli Tiemann and Alice Persons, Editors
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by Mark Melnicove, poet, teacher, editor, publisher
Zooming back and forth from city to country settings, as it unifies ancient scripture with contemporary line and love, Anna Bat-Chai Wrobel's poetry, like a comet whose appearance has been predicted for decades, lays hot licks on cool tracks. As with her hero Anna Magnani's acting, Wrobel's poems, in radiant political and personal gyrations, grind "philosophy" into "ash" in a searing vision "beyond all shame."
by Nancy A. Henry, poet, teacher
"People love each other.
That is the revolutionary
thing to do," writes Anna Bat-Chai Wrobel. A scholar and teacher of history, a woman who has lived deeply in the currents of the turbulent past century and whose blood carries the sap of those who survived and those who perished in dark times, Wrobel knows her revolutions. A passionate devourer of story and nurturer of young artistic souls, she knows how to make us care; to set fire to the heart. Wrobel has taken the city of her youth into her bones; she has taken the country of her mature years into her soul; her words enflesh the abstract "love"; each poem a spark of revolution.
Waiting for a Bus at Port Authority
Friday afternoon – it’s summer
you get on that line early
Mountains beckon and New Yorkers
all ages
all colors
all persuasions
head out for the Catskills
broken down towns
shimmering lakes
fascinating past – of
resort hotels and
Latin dance bands
Borscht Belt comics
You can still get a great bagel
a challah to die for
There is so much patience here
waiting on hard things
metal seats
tile floors
luggage turned sideways
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