A Day at the Conference on Poetry
White Mountain School Campus
Your day begins when you step out onto the grass of the White Mountain School campus, greeting other poets on your way to breakfast. Meals are not only delicious and tailored to dietary needs, but shared among participants and faculty. You might choose to engage in lively conversation or take your coffee out in the garden, or to the library, while you read poems for workshop or make edits to your own.
Workshops, Classes, and Craft Talks
A Workshop at the Conference on Poetry
After breakfast, it’s down the hall to your workshop, which is made up of about eight participants. You will have read your peers’ work ahead of time, and will come to know them and their writing throughout the week. The Conference on Poetry offers a chance for writers of all levels to study their craft at the highest level.
From workshop, the whole group comes back together for lunch. Then on to the lecture hall for craft discussions on new themes, from two new faculty members, every day. Whether the topic that day is ekphrasis, line-breaks, poem-endings, point of view, tone, writing prompts, translation, or a dizzying array of other subjects, every conversation awakens participants to new ways of thinking about their work.
Poetry Readings at The Frost Place
The view from Robert Frost's porch
After an afternoon break and dinner, you are shuttled from the White Mountain School to The Frost Place, Robert Frost’s historic home in Franconia, New Hampshire. As Robert Frost’s mailbox and porch come into view, the expanse of the White Mountains is revealed. Torches burn around Robert Frost’s barn, and poets are already in their seats, anticipating a night among poems and poetry.
Perhaps later this evening you’ll gather back at the White Mountain school for a late night snack and some spirited discussion between drinks and dancing. But for now you settle into your seat in Robert Frost’s barn. Maudelle Driskell, our Executive Director, asks you to turn and take in the view through the open barn doors. For a moment, you see what Robert Frost would have seen as he contemplated his timeless poems. On the stage, a world-class poet has been introduced and stands behind the podium, about to read.
Conference on Poetry Faculty and Fellows