A Bit About Me...

 

  I live in New York City and Long Beach, Long Island with my husband

  Alfred and doggie Sweetie-Pie. I began writing and studying poetry in my

  golden years, the 92nd Street Y and West Side Y favorites of mine for

  workshops and readings; also, I've studied privately with some fine

  New York (and elsewhere) poets. To learn more about what I've been

  up to, poetically speaking, that is, "Google" me and visit websites:

    www.pw.org/content/ruth_sabath_rosenthal

 

     www.poetryvlog.com/ruthsabathrosenthal.html

  to see and hear me read some of my poems

  Those poems I read on "poetryvlog" have also been published in various

  literary journals and poetry anthologies. Here is a list of publications

  my poems have appreard in:

  Journals 

     Adagio Verse Quarterly; The Aurorean; Bibliotekos;

  Birds by My Window; Birmingham Poetry Review

  Breadcrumb Scabs; Canopic Jar, Chronogram; Connectitut Review;

  Creations Magazine; Cyclamens & Swords; Ibbetson Street;

  Jabberwock Review; Juke Jar; Message in a Bottle (U.K.);

  Mobius-The Poetry MagazineMungBeing Magacine; Pacific Review;

  Podium-92nd St.Y; Poetica; Poetry Bay; Poetry Depth Quarterly;

  Quill & Parchment; Dawntreader (U.K.); Sarasvati (U.K.);

  Taj Mahal Review (India); The Human Genre Project (U.K.);

  Vallum (Canada)

 

  Anthologies

 

  And Again Last Night (Indigo Dreams Press, 2009) (U.K.)

  Empty Shoes (Popcorn Press, 2009)

  Harvest of New Millennium (Cyberwit.com, 2009) (India)

  Home (Eden Waters Press, 2008)

  Long Island Sounds (The North Sea Poetry Scene, 2008, 2009)

   Mizmor L'David Anthology: Volume I--Holocaust (Poetica Press, 2010)

  Pain and Memory (Editions Bibliotekos, Inc., 2009)

  primal sanities--a Tribute to Walt Whitman (Allbook Books, 2008)

  Songs of Seasoned Women (Quadrasoul Press, Inc., 2007)

  The Book of Ten (Zebra Press, 2009) (U.K.)

  Voices Israel 2007, 2008, 2009

     

  Chapbook 

  in the early part of 2010, Finishing Line Press will publish my

  manuscript titled: "Facing Home" 

  Full-Length Book

  (titled to be decided) will be also be published in 2010 by

  Indigo Dreams Publishing, Inc.

    Several of my poems have made "commendation" lists in contests:

  poems "Slipping into Red," "Transition," and "On Divining Sanctuary"

  in Winning Writers' Margaret Reid Poetry Contest for Traditional Verse,

  2008, 2009; and poem, "My Life--the Reel Story," in Winning Writers'

  Tom Howard Poery Contest, 2007.

  On October 15th (my actual day of birth) 2006, "on yet another birthday"

  was nominated for a Pushcart Prize by Ibbetson Street. On November 26th,

  2006 in Davis Square, Somerville MA, the Ibbetson Street/Pushcart nominees

  read their poems.

  My good friend (ex-poetry teacher), Sarah Hannah (a nominee herself)

  read my nominated poem, in my absence -- one of the many kindnesses

  she'd shown me over the years. Just 6 months after that reading, precisely

  on May 23, 2007, Sarah took her own life. The following is a poem

  I wrote in her memory:

  For Sarah

  My friend, mine is a beating heart,

  a poem bursting to come forth; yours

  has stopped. No writer's block

  induced dormancy. Stopped for good.

  Oh, that yours would still beat out poems.

  No matter how dark, we'd listen,

  we'd learn, we'd understand and maybe

  you'd be here now. Perhaps

  a Sonnet with its turn moving to depths

  of utter bleakness, assonance resounding

  in the second stanza. No resolution fit

  for dreamy eyes to rest upon.

  Blank verse of rhyme-absent

  syllabic runs, each iambic line

  symbolic unto itself, each stanza break

  a whip crack, a heart breaking.

  A Villanelle, whose repeating end-

  rhymed lines bleed their way down

  to a finale punctuated by a question

  mark and dead silence.

  Sestina of razor-sharp repetition

  echoing the i in cry—lament that pierces

  through stanza upon stanza, until

  reaching biblical heights of irony.

  Oh, that we'd hear more from you. No

  matter how dark the sound, we'd listen,

  we'd learn, we'd understand and maybe

  you'd be here now.







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