25th Annual Winter Poetry & Prose Getaway January 12-15, 2018 Below is a list of everything you need to arrive safely, happily and ready to enjoy the weekend, including how to book our special rate to extend your stay. Please read this carefully even if you've attended before so you don't miss anything. Arrival Logistics for Friday, January 12, 2018 4:00 p.m. or later: You may check in at Seaview anytime after 4:00 p.m. When you arrive, you can pull up to the main entrance where the bell service will help you unload. You can then pull ... Read More...
Congratulations to our 2018 scholarship recipients!
After considering 82 applications, the panel has made its decisions. There were many strong applications and it was a tough choice, but the following writers were selected. We look forward to getting to know them at Seaview. Toni Brown Memorial Scholarship First Place - Lindsey Danis, a writer from Kingston, NY Lindsey Danis is Hudson Valley-based writer and recovering chef who attended Vassar College and received an MFA in Creative Writing from Emerson College. She juggles freelance content marketing with working on novels about queers in the ... Read More...
Carpooling to the 2018 Winter Getaway
Need a ride? Have an extra space or two in your car? Flying in and looking to rent a car or share expenses on an airport shuttle? Taking public transit and looking to connect with other participants? Comment below to connect with others. Please note, that over the years participants have often waited until the last minute to use the carpool board. However, the sooner you post, the more likely you are to find someone to share a ride with. See our Travel Page for information on transportation to the Winter Getaway. ... Read More...
Getaway Reads 2018: Two Poems by Emari DiGiorgio
Murphy Writing of Stockton University Presents This entry is part of Getaway Reads, an e-mail series curated by Marissa Luca that features the writing of the Winter Poetry & Prose Getaway faculty. Playing the Husband by Emari DiGorgio When you were the husband, you kissed up my back, lips cresting each ridge of spine. When I was the husband, I traced your name—the only poem I knew— with pointer finger, then tongue, in the small frame your shoulder blades made. When you were the husband, I lay flat on my back and closed my eyes. ... Read More...
Getaway Reads: Excerpt from Devil on My Heels by Joyce McDonald
Murphy Writing of Stockton University Presents This entry is part of Getaway Reads, an e-mail series curated by Marissa Luca that features the writing of the Winter Poetry & Prose Getaway faculty. 1 from Devil on My Heels by Joyce McDonald Lately I have taken to reading poems to dead boys in the Benevolence Baptist Cemetery. They don't walk away before I have finished the first sentence, like most of the live boys I know. When I read to them, their eyes don't wander to something, or someone, more interesting. I can pretend these ... Read More...