Until 1999, I had lived in northern New Jersey all my life. While there, I taught high school English. I was just one month into the first real work experience of my life when my supervisor asked me to chaperone a field trip. Another teacher's creative writing class was going to the Dodge Poetry Festival.
I'd been to the first in 1986 as a high school senior. (Some memories of that festival are in this post.) I had no idea that the festivals had continued, every other year, while I was in college and graduate school. After taking students to Dodge, I went to every festival. I called the Dodge office to volunteer and ended up with a paying summer job as a festival assistant, working at the event.
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The big festival tent at Dodge's original location, Waterloo Village. From The Star Ledger. |
When we moved to Maryland, I recommended a friend for my Dodge position. I was sad to let it go. But soon, I was freelancing for the Baltimore Sun. I convinced an editor to let me cover the festival in 2002. Why should the Sun cover it? Because Lucille Clifton, who lived in Maryland, was a headliner.
Here is my 2002 article on the Dodge Poetry Festival, as it appeared in the Baltimore Sun.
Thoughts that breathe, and words that burn
Every two years, poetry lovers quietly gather in New Jersey to celebrate the magic of words
Postcard: Poetry Central
September 29, 2002|| By Laura Shovan,Special to the Sun
After
four hours of driving, I turn off the highway into the Skylands region
of northern New Jersey. The two-lane road is wooded. Breaks in the trees
offer glimpses of unfarmed fields and quiet ponds. At 6 p.m., the
parking lot of Historic Waterloo Village is still crowded.
The
last of several school groups are loading teen-agers onto buses. Though
they've been here since early this morning, students from the Milwaukee
High School of the Arts in Wisconsin are debating about who gets to stay
for the evening concert
.
The kids are exhausted, but want to see and hear more. Their enthusiasm
is not for pop artists or even classical musicians. At this event, the
main attraction is poetry; the stars are poets.
This historic New Jersey village is home to the biennial Geraldine R. Dodge Poetry Festival
, a four-day event billed as the largest poetry festival in North America.
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One of the beautiful scenes at Waterloo Village, from New Jersey Leisure Guide. |
Students,
teachers and the general public -- a crowd 15,000 strong -- come here
every other year not only to enjoy the spoken word, but also to meet and
chat with poets famous and unknown. It's not unusual to bump into old
friends. Such reunions give the event a homey atmosphere, despite the
large crowds.
The first two days, while open to the general
public, are designated for students and teachers. Over 6,500 of them are
attending free of charge. The tab is picked up by the Geraldine R. (as
in Rockefeller) Dodge Foundation. The foundation is known for its
generosity to the arts, particularly in New Jersey, where festival
director Jim Haba also spearheads a poetry outreach program in the
schools.
It is a short walk from the parking lot to the village
entrance, but passing through a tunnel of trees and emerging out of
sight of the cars is like entering a world apart. Waterloo's restored
historic buildings and centuries-old canal intermingle with tents, large
and small, where the poets read.
The enormous concert tent houses
the evening events. Poets Marie Howe, Marilyn Nelson, Gerald Stern and
Lucille Clifton each read for half an hour. Each "set" is punctuated by
live music
.
Clifton,
a Maryland resident and one-time state poet laureate, has been a
"Featured Poet" at every festival but the first, in 1986. She says the
festival draws so many people "because poetry speaks to something in us
that so wants to be filled. It speaks to the great hunger of the soul.
... I think that this [event] feeds that."
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Clifton reading at the Dodge Festival. |
More than 65 poets
would participate this year. Top billing went to the five U.S. poets
laureate from 1993 to present: Rita Dove, Robert Hass, Robert Pinsky,
Stanley Kunitz and Billy Collins, whose term ends next year. It's also a
festival tradition to include international poets. Palestinian Taha
Muhammad Ali and Adam Zagajewski of Poland were among this year's
featured poets.
Community in poetry
Despite the all-star
lineup, Haba says, this is not a gathering of the poetry "in crowd." JC Todd, a poet and translator, said, "When you come to the Dodge, you see
those barriers are completely permeable." The poets become real people.
Poetry becomes something that everyone can participate in -- a community
event.
In the first morning session, Ali is reading with his
translator in a small tent near a willow-lined stream. Ali is charming
and grandfatherly, with a deep, gravelly voice. It's a wonder to hear
him read his poems in Arabic and then watch him as translator Peter Cole
reads in English. He plays the role of conductor -- gesturing, smiling
and nodding the poem along. [BTW -- This is one of my all-time favorite Dodge Festival moments, Taha Ali reading his poem, "Revenge."]

Between sessions, attendees are serenaded by Yarina, a group of musicians
from Ecuador. A festival mainstay, these brothers play traditional
Andean music on panpipe, guitar and drum, literally dancing around
Waterloo Village.
The job of nurturing the event's celebratory
atmosphere -- music, location, even the carefully chosen concessions --
belongs to Haba. "This is really a whole person experience," Haba said.
"What the festival has the luxury of doing is imagining the whole person
and trying to provide for it." Attention is even paid to how often the
bathrooms are cleaned. He wants people to remember the poetry, not bland
food or dirty toilets.
At lunch, poetry lovers choose from among a
dozen food stands. At picnic tables near a waterfall, they discuss the
poetry heard that morning.
Michael Murphy, who teaches at an urban New Jersey middle school, finds the setting idyllic.
"It's
very hard to find silence anywhere [in daily life] and the setting, of
course, is perfect for augmenting that. There is space for quiet
conversations. You lean on a tree, you listen to the wind and you go
back and you listen to a poet."
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This church was one of the reading venues. |
Veterans of the event often have
great festival stories. Margaret Valentine, a New Jersey high school
teacher, describes walking with poet W.S. Merwin at the 2000 festival.
Just as he signed her book, she says, "Behind us there was this hole in
the ground where these baby turtles about walnut size started coming out
of the ground." The newly hatched turtles were rescued and brought to
the pond.
Valentine points out that those who rush around trying to see everything miss the heart of the festival
.
It is better, she says, "letting the whole place happen to you. It's
kind of a gluttony of words. It's just such a wonderful, freeing
experience." And moments shared between poets and poetry lovers are part
of what makes the Dodge festival unique.
Erma Terrezza, serving
lunch at one of the food stands, Big Joe's Deep Fried Turkeys, has found
herself caught up in the spirit of the event. "The atmosphere is
beautiful," she said. "I was just amazed that everyone comes from all
over and they're so excited." Terrezza says she plans to take time off
from her turkey to hear Billy Collins read. And she will return to the
next festival, she says, whether or not Big Joe's is back.
Some insider notes:
2002 was probably the most scandalous of the Dodge festivals. Headliner Amiri Baraka read a poem that got him booted from his post as New Jersey poet laureate. The state has not had a poet laureate since. (A brief article about the controversy.)
Jim Haba retired before the 2010 festival. Poet Martin Farawell became the director of Dodge's Poetry Program. When Waterloo Village closed under dubious circumstances, several cities bid to host the poetry festival. It made its urban debut, in Newark, NJ in 2010 and was held there again this October.
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You may recognize this Dodge venue from TV -- it's used for America's Got Talent. |
Thanks to several of my friends who have cameos in this article: poets and educators JC Todd, Michael Z Murphy and Margaret Valentine.
Also, thanks to poet Irene Latham who, unanimously and all by herself, voted for this piece as the next Freelance Flashback.
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