Gina Carey

Today I choose to rise, to meet my neighbors where they are, to write it all down: I rise in early spring, like sap through xylem, to resurrect the green. Cast, creed, or religion doesn't matter, or beg to differ, to where the wound belongs, In the greening field, thick with winter’s regret. December is the crueler month, with its promises of peace, salvation. One sound, resounds, harder to break down, turn away, turn down, link the sounds, our singing, ringing, together,...

Slapering Hol Press Editors Susana H. Case, Mervyn Taylor, and Margo Taft Stever are pleased to announce that Slapering Hol Press , the small press imprint of the Hudson Valley Writers Center, recently published four volumes of translations of Chinese poems, organized and funded by Poetry Construction Literary Magazine of China and directed by poet Wang Jiaxin. These four poets are well known in China but are currently unknown in the United States. The mission of Slapering Hol Press is to...

As we enter this season of gratitude, I want to thank you for your support of the Hudson Valley Writers Center this year, and invite you to remember us in your end-of-year giving.