Laura Mazza-Dixon

PO Box 89
Granby, CT 06035

Author's Bio

Laura Mazza-Dixon's book of poems "Forged by Joy" was published in January of 2017 by Antrim House. Recently her poem, "The Brilliant Assault," has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. She has been the featured reader on the Poetry at the Cossitt Series in North Granby, CT; the Charter Oak Reading Series in Hartford, CT; the Poetry for the People Series in New Hartford, CT,; the Lunch and Literature Series at Schlow Memorial Library in State College, PA; and the Meet the Author Series at the Peabody Memorial Library in Jonesport, ME. Mazza-Dixon's story/poem about Harriet Tubman, "Araminta and the Talking Book," was written for the Celebration of Black History at Trinity Community Church in Hartford and she performed it there in 2016 and 2017. Recently Mazza-Dixon organized two poetry workshops titled "Words That Matter: Courageous Conversations on Race" for the UCC churches in Granby, at which poet Kate Rushin read from her poetry and conducted discussions with the participants. Mazza-Dixon recently led "Poetry in Our Lives," a workshop on how our lives have been influenced by poetry, and how we can share poetry with others, whether we ourselves have written poetry or not. Laura Mazza-Dixon lives in Granby, CT where she directs the Windy Hill Guitar Studio. She holds a BMus degree in Classical Guitar from Penn State University and an MFA in the Performance of Medieval and Renaissance Music from Sarah Lawrence College and has performed on classical guitar and viola da gamba across New England.

Publications and Prizes

Forged by Joy
(Antrim House, 2017)

Personal Favorites

What I'm Reading Now: 
The Shell Collector by Anthony Doerr
Thomas Jefferson Dreams of Sally Hemings, by Stephen O'Connor
The Invention of Wings by Sue Monk Kidd
Women and Writing by Virginia Woolf
The Ocean, The Bird and The Scholar by Helen Vendler
Favorite Books: 
Time and the Art of Living, by Robert Grudin; Nine Gates, by Jane Hirschfield; Still Life with Oysters and Lemon, by Mark Doty; Anam Cara, by John O'Donahue;, Delights and Shadows, by Ted Kooser; The Wild Iris, by Louise Gluck; The Red Suitcase, by Naomi Shihab Nye; Otherwise, by Jane Kenyon; North of Eden, by Rennie McQuilkin; Dark Harbor, by Mark Strand, Coming of Age in the Milky Way, by Timothy Ferris; The Known World, by Edward P. Jones
Favorite Authors: 
Jane Kenyon, Mark Doty, Sharon Olds, Claire Rossini, Louise Gluck, Richard Wilbur, Robert Frost, William Butler Yeats, William Shakespeare, Helen Vendler, Madeleine L'Engle, Mary Ellen Chase, Pema Chodron, Robert Haas, Tryfon Tolides, Doug Anderson, Marilyn Nelson, Maya Angelou, Richard Blanco

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Identifies as: 
Italian American
Prefers to work with: 
Adults, Children, Seniors, Teachers, Teenagers
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Born in: 
Natick, MA
Raised in: 
State College, PA
Lemon Tree The piazza in Sorrento was full of little tables where waiters served tiny glasses of limoncello, casually stepping over the old dog sleeping in the sun at the restaurant doorway. The sea lay nearly calm to the west, blue with tiny whitecaps at the base of a long street sloping steeply down the cliff to the dock where the boats left for Capri. Across the street, in the window of a lace shop, hung delicate openwork tablecloths and napkins like the yellow ones my grandmother used for her tea parties. My father sat with you at a table in the warm October sun enjoying his limoncello and the view of the water while the brightly painted little tram full of tourists went down a street lined with red and yellow flowers. My mother was having her hair done by a man in a shop down the way, across from the movie theatre. We walked back to the pensione, up the wide red-tiled stairs, past the old terracotta jars on the landing and stopped at the ironwork door with the large key. In the lobby was a table with a bowl of lemons and a display of plates painted by hand like the ones my parents gave us for our wedding present. My father fell asleep almost before he got all the way onto his bed, still wearing his shoes. I went back to our room, the one with the bright blue walls, the low ceiling, and the view of the rooftops out back, and waited for you.
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Last updated: Jan 07, 2018