Poetic Shutterbug

When submitting your poetry to magazine or ezines the editors will usually stipulate what rights they acquire. I’m going to explain each of these so you’ll know exactly what they mean. 1. First Serial Rights. This means that the poem has never before been published and the poet is offering their poem for publication for the first time to the magazine. 2. One Time Rights or Simultaneous Rights means that the publication has nonexclusive rights to publish the poem once. So, basically you can submit your accepted poem to other publications at the same time. It means you retain all rights to your poem. 3. Second Serial Reprint Rights. This means that publications will accept your poetry which have been previously published elsewhere. With these rights you will have to indicate the name of the publication which first published your poem. 4. Electronic Rights. This means online magazines, CD poetry readings etc… Some online magazines also archive their issues. 5. Relinquishing all Rights. Th...

Here is a listing of Sony and Jerry's performances for May and early June. Cafe Divine is a great venue and has wonderful food so I hope to see all you out there this month. Thanks, Jo Sony and Jerry's new blog: http://lyricandmelody.blogspot.com New Videos: http://sonyholland.com/sony_holland_002.htm New Reviews: http://sonyholland.com/sony_holland_009.htm A TIP for the budget conscious…(aren’t we all!) http://www.goldstar.com sells discount tickets for many concerts, plays and events in the Bay Area. Performance schedule for May and early June: * Please note the CONCERT at the Peninsula JCC on June 6th. PLAZA BISTRO, 420 1st Street East, Sonoma, CA, (707) 996-4466 Friday, May 1st, 7:00-10:00 CAFÉ DIVINE, 1600 Stockton Street @ Union, San Francisco, (415) 986-3414 Sunday, May 3rd, 7:00-9:00 Sunday, May 17th, 7:00-9:00 Sunday, May 31st, 7:00-9:00 Sunday, June 7th, 7:00-9:00 CAFÉ ROYALE, 800 Post Street @ Leavenworth, San Francisco, (415) 441-4099 Sunday, May 10th, 6:00-8:0...

This song from the poem by William Butler Yeats, composed by First Lady of France Carla Bruni - Sarkozy and sung by vocalist Sony Holland is an absolute favorite of mine. This video was taken at the Sony Holland Rrazz Rroom concert in San Francisco a few weeks ago. Enjoy! Those Dancing Days Are Gone Come, let me sing into your ear; Those dancing days are gone, All the silk and satin gear; Crouch upon a stone Wrapping that foul body up In as foul a rag: I carry the sun in a golden cup The moon in a silver bag. Curse as you may I sing it through; What matter if the knave That the most could pleasure you, The children that he gave, Are somewhere sleeping like a top Under a marble flag? I carry the sun in a golden cup The moon in a silver bag. I thought it out this very day, Noon upon the clock, A man may put pretence away Who leans upon a stick, may sing, and sing until he drop Whether to maid or hag: I carry the sun in a golden cup The moon in a silver bag. Lyrics ...

Photo courtesy of www.sf.eater.com Photo courtesy of Terry Dudlley and www.sonyholland.com - All Rights Reserved The Rrazz Room situated within the Hotel Nikko in San Francisco is fast becoming the premier venue for entertainment. It has been opened for a little over a year and has attracted some of the Bay Area's biggest names and talents. The room itself is located in the lobby area of the hotel with a great little bar and lounge setting adjacent to the concert room. The lounge area is one of those comfortable settings where you can just relax and even doze off on one of those gloriously overstuffed couches. Although I don't drink, I've heard that the bar itself is a "drinker's paradise." The most important aspect of a concert venue for me is the stage. The stage should be the focal point of the room. When I walked into the Rrazz Room I felt as if I were walking into a huge concert hall. The stage literally speaks to you as you arrive. The room itse...

I remember these tunes so vividly in my mind Bolivian rhythms wafting across the square. Haunting flutes echo against once forgotten senses. The memories linger sweet incantations swirling pulses throughout my veins. Ethnic vibrations chanting strings tell of the stories hidden in my soul.