Village Poets of Sunland Tujunga present poet Dean Blehert, of Virginia, on Zoom - Sunday, February 27, 2022, at 4:30 pm. Link can be requested from Dorothy Skiles at DMHSkiles@gmail.com. Open mic is available before and after the feature that lasts for 30 min. The reading is recorded and video posted online afterwards.
Dean Blehert has had seven poetry books published, most recently Kill the Children and Other Disconnections (Argonne House Press, 2001) and Please, Lord, Make Me a Famous Poet or at Least Less Fat, a 400-page mock textbook full of parody and satire on the poetry scene, past and current. He also published his own subscription poetry letter, Deanotations (Dean's poems with his wife's drawings) which came out every two months from August, 1984 to July, 2004. Deanotations has often been praised for its quirky viewpoints and slightly offbeat humor. Deanotations boasted readers in most of the 50 states and in Canada, England, Germany, Israel and Australia, and had more than 300 paid subscribers for much of its life. He's had poems published or accepted for publication in New York Quarterly, Kansas Quarterly Review, Crosscurrents, Bogg, Visions, Lip Service, Gold Dust, Dark Horse, Modern Haiku, Carousel, Light, The Lyric, Krax, Orphic Lute, Brussel Sprouts, Stroker, Implosion, Haiku Headlines, Reston Review, Carousel, View From The Loft, The Listening Eye, Gyst, Plains Poetry Journal, Minimus, Potomac Review and many others. Issue 55 of New York Quarterly ran his article, "Shrink-rapt Poetry", in its State of Poetry in America series. He's been featured at readings in Calif., New York, D.C., Texas, Maryland, Florida, Arkansas, New Jersey, North Carolina, Pennsylvania, Ohio, Minnesota, Tennessee, Illinois, Iowa and Virginia. He lives in Reston, Virginia.
Besides books, for 20 years (1984-2004) and 110 issues, Blehert published his own “poetry letter,” called “Deanotations,” just his poems with illustrations by his wife, Pam Coulter, that, at its peak, had about 3000 snail-mail subscribers.
In 2001, Blehert began posting approximately a poem a day, emailed to a few thousand people. Many of these short poems can be found here:
Pam Coulter, "Temple Farm Creek"
Le SonnEt Le Furie
How primly rhymed pentameter sets out
In perfect ranks, plumed hats and gleaming brass,
Marching to thumping drums across trim grass
To put the ragged noisy mob to rout
And...oops - WATCH OUT! Who threw that brick? A shout!
Hold ranks! Duck! Keep in step - but watch your ass!
We'll show this rabble!...Lord, but what a mass
Of life is this! It surges all about
Each syllable - the meter cannot hold!
Now it's breaking, words stumble from the ranks,
bloodied feet fall out of step,
rhyme drowned in the din of revolt
look there! On either flank
Selected Short Poems about Cats
The cat's rear rises
To meet my stroke...and is gone!
Was I not worthy?
If only this sheet of paper
could attract poems as easily
as it attracts the cat.
Cat on the couch,
Still as any cushion,
Except, hanging from the edge,
The tail, almost still, just the tip
On the carpet, watching,
A tiny bit of night
ripples toward me, detaches
at my leg, purring.
Along the sofa,
a sentence of cushions--
for period, this cat.