Louise will be performing her poetry at the Decatur Book Festival on September 1, and will have a booth there both Saturday and Sunday with other poets. Come and check out all the wonderful festival offerings, and do your holiday / birthday shopping early -- The Passion of Older Women makes great gifts !
At the POETRY! Booth, 1-minute personal poetry readings will be offered, as well as the chance to write your own poem... The booth will be open on Saturday, 9/1, from 10 to 6 and on Sunday, 9/2, from 12 to 6.
Decatur Book Festival ~ Poetry Reading + Visit the POETRY! Booth
Saturday, September 1, 3 p.m.
Local Poets’ Stage
Java Monkey Coffee, 425 Church St.
Please visit Booth #504, opposite Parker’s on Ponce, 116 E. Ponce
~ You can purchase poetry books for the older women -- and others -- in your life !
You should be able to buy books by credit card as well as cash or check.
If you cannot attend but would like to order a book, please scroll down for how to order.
BOOK CLUB OFFER! Louise is offering Free Readings to Intown Book Clubs -- please email here at firstname.lastname@example.org if you're interested! Scroll down to read a sample poem from the book.
The Passion of Older Women is a manifesto on the wisdom, strength, needs and desires of older women – the rising demographic in our country. It is also a testament to women of the previous generation, “who have brought us safe this far.” The poems are inspired by working the earth in Decatur, Georgia; a love of the Southern Appalachians; the current political situation; the experience of writing in Italian; and the status of older women in relationship to men. Included also are two short prose pieces – a life story in fable format and a summary of Runyon’s work as a dancer/choreographer. The book affirms that older women will not go gently into this goodnight, the last phase of our lives. Louise Morgan Runyon is a dancer/choreographer, political activist, urban farmer, student of Italian, and former steelworker as well as poet.
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I had a dream the other morning
that I carried a man in my backpack
the green backpack I always take hiking
and to New York and everywhere
the one with the little red cross
Swiss army knife logo on it
green grow the rushes oh
I carried the man in my backpack
down a gray concrete sidewalk
on Peachtree Street near Peachtree Center
into a building that had glass walls
and there I let him out
he was no one I knew, really
smallish, but still a grown man
my age, with silver hair
green grow the rushes oh
he might have been a former student of mine
laughing and with a silver beard
blue jeans and vest and gold-rimmed glasses
he folded nicely into my backpack
his arms around his knees
and wasn’t too heavy for me, at all
green grow the rushesoh