DUNDAS ART WALK - CARNEGIE GALLERY AND TOWER POETRY SOCIETY

In September, Tower poets were invited to go out to Dundas to pick a picture to write a poem about.  I participated and picked out a lovely picture and wrote a poem.

We got there early enough to go on the art walk which began at 1 p.m.  Jeff Seffinga and Fran Figge were the leaders on this walk and at each store that had exhibited the work, they stopped and read the poetry aloud.  It was very nice indeed to have it read so well.

After the art walk, we all went into the Carnegie Gallery which is now wheelchair accessible with a new elevator. 

Our eyes fell on pottery, jewellery, felt work and art on the walls as we entered this lovely spot.  There was a tea table set up  with several types of tea provided by a local tea shop.   The lady was very gracious as she served this elegant beverage in delicate English tea cups.  The name of the company which provided the tea is Coco Tea, and it is on 63 Main Street in Dundas, Ontario.  Their telephone number is 905-627-7322.

People were encouraged to partake of the light refreshments provided by the Gallery - different types of cheeses, a fruit platter and different types of sweets including shortbread cookies.

The readings started shortly after 2 p.m.

Jeff reading a poet's work on King Street.   Photo credit  Ed Woods

Fran Figge - co-leader of walk    Photo credit Ed Woods

Carnegie Gallery - across the street.   Photo Credit Ed Woods

Art Walk - Jeff reading.  Photo credit Ed Woods

Gaiyle Connally

Valerie Nielsen - past President of Tower

Wilma Seville - past secretary of Tower

Jennifer Tan 

Soraya Erian

Marianne Vespry

Ellen Ryan

Fran Figge

Jeff Seffinga

Jim Tomkins

Ed Woods

The refreshment table - observe the wonderful flowers

WILMA SEVILLE (ArtWalk - Dundas, Ontario)

No artist name was on the picture unfortunately

This picture spoke to me as I love being near the water and just observing nature.

Here is the poem I wrote for this occasion.

Solitude                                                           

Sun rays shimmer on calm waters

cane in hand, I tap my way

walking gingerly down windy pathway

towards the empty wharf and chair

which beacons me to solitude

Setting sun spells peace, harmony

the cry of loons on the lake

eases me, I drink in beauty

Birds rise up, fly in formation

I feel their freedom, unity

as they wing their way and caw

their sound drifting off - they leave

The ghosts of my past come gently

husband, children and  hound dog

all present in my memory

Shouts of long ago resound

my little ones jump off wharf

hound dog follows close after

their father, ever watchful - near

Alone now, husband long dead

grown up children, with children

in other places - far away

solitary, I sit with memories

©copyrightwilmaseville2013      Art Walk Dundas.

ED WOODS

A Mother's Day First

Mom preferred a flight

as celebration

sightseeing over Toronto

then fish and chips

at the flight center picnic table

lush green landscape

between runways

scented of crops grown

and  fuel spent

propellers droned

tires squealed

happy people came and went

then a last tea before home

today

Mother’s Day

flowerless and motherless

no smiles or stories

of her latest antics

I salute Mom’s picture

and lock of hair

*Editor's note:  Ed's Mother passed away recently as this is a tribute to her.    

SUSAN DAVIS

Susan David launched her new book "SWIMS" today at the Unitarian church on Dundurn Street.

I was very pleased to see such a good crowd on this rather dismal looking day.  The atmosphere inside was warm and welcoming with a lovely buffet set up for the guests.

Susan's new book is beautiful with its art work and lovely poetry and well worth purchasing..

.

Susan A.J. Davis

The buffet table with Susan's art work above it.

SWIMS

Susan read from her book for a short period of time which was well received by those assembled.

A lovely afternoon spent with compatible people.

ASMA WARSI

 Six Point One

He called me this morning, “how old did you turn?”
“I am sixty-one.”
Computer savvy as he is,
He retorted, “ You’re only 6.1”

Am I Acrobat, or Photoshop? I don’t know
Perhaps Pagemaker 6.1,
So age is only numbers,
Mindset, version, a vision.

Next year, then I’ll be 6.2,
Will I be more user-friendly?
Or more troublesome, snappy, grumpy,
Irritating, annoying, crude?
Or will I be like every version?
Promised as better, improved.

[This was an impromptu poem written by me on my birthday]
Asma Warsi ©

Susan A.J. Davis

1st September through October 27th, 2013

Swims: Poetry, Images & Calligraphy

A exhibition of the original work comprising a Handmade Book by Susan AJ Davis

Reception, Book Release, and Reading of the Poems

2-4 pm Sunday, October 6th

First Unitarian Church of Hamilton

170 Dundurn Street, Hamilton, ON

Everyone is Welcome

   

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MARTY BEERS MESHBERG

Band Wagons

Jumping on the 'band wagon',

in my book,

leaves much to be desired.

Large groups and masses

such as political parties

and social causes

often require that

one must leave one's

own mind and heart

behind.

I view collective thought

clannish

and a humanistic danger.

It is easy to join causes

which ask you to sign up

to dogma's...

releasing you from true

contemplation. 

I am reminded

in the Baha'i Writings,

that one must apprehend

the truth through one's

own investigation

and not through the eyes

of others.

I find myself at odds with

many causes because I refuse

to relinquish this spiritual right.

There are those

who call me brave

and courageous

and those who find reason

to call me a traitor.

I am solitary

in my quest

to remain liberated

from classification

and life's multi-peered

bucket

of pseudo-pious offences.

I am solitary here

to persevere, to giving life

to what has been proven

to be right. To carry forward

the truths that I've found

and to make that

the whole meaning

of my life.

MCM©Feb.2013