Category: Fellow Artists

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AWESOME PERFORMANCE!!!

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Poets and Patrons at Chapel of the Sisters, York College, 94-15 159th Street, Jamaica, NY 11451. — with Eartha Watts Hicks, Reese Francis and Saiku-DropSquad Akinlawon at Queens, New York.

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Mr. McNeil, reciting one of my favorite childhood poems, by of course, one of my favorite authors & poets…”Annabel Lee” ~by Edgar Allan Poe 

This was an awesome & heartfelt rendition.

WoW! Dynamic Performance.

~Maxwanette A Poetess

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Mr. McNeil loves his Queens Community & they him…

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With Atiba Wilson, Ajise Vincent, Eartha Watts Hicks, Saiku-DropSquad Akinlawon, Bob McNeil,Tantra Zawadi, Fred Simpson, Keisha-Gaye Anderson, Jacqueline Johnson and The Afrikan Poetry Theatre (The Center For Culture).

With Bob McNeil, Bob Barci, Stephen Downey andTandy Cronyn at The National Arts Club.

Bob McNeil at St. Agnes Library/NYPL. 

Recites, Edgar Allan Poe’s: Alone

With Eartha Watts Hicks.

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Provided the weather permits, I love taking strolls through Rufus King Park in Queens, New York. There, among the blades of grass, trees and birds, I can breathe. Under trees that lived through centuries, I feel respect for nature’s splendor. Often, during such times, I remember these lines from a Joyce Kilmer poem:

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

Think about the wisdom of those words for a moment. There would be no life if trees were absent from this planet. The same way fish require water to survive. Mankind is dependent on trees. Thankfully, these majestic, organic pillars give us precious oxygen.

Constitutionals through the park make me realize that we owe the soil and ourselves more trees. Every person, upon getting approval from the Department of Parks and Recreation, should plant seeds and allow whole new titanic trees to flourish. Perhaps that would be the best way to celebrate genuflection-worthy nature each day of our lives.