So much gratitude in my person for Lynn Melnick who wrote this lovely micro-review of Aphoria. It means so much to me that my poems communicated what I wanted them to, that they were able to say what they meant, and that someone thought enough of them to say so. Lately I have been feeling like I am not very good at saying what I mean. It is a great comfort to know that at least my poems do.
Also, Lynn is a wonderful poet. If you don’t have her book If I Should Say I Have Hope (a title that is to die for) you should probably get it.
And in lieu of actual peace…
A little something that I wrote about Lucy Ives’ book nineties was featured on The Rumpus’ The Last Book I Loved series last Friday. You can read it here.
Also, I was featured on the Poetry Society of America’s In Their Own Word series a couple weeks ago. I am super excited to have been asked to participate. Big thanks to Brett Fletcher Lauer for asking me. You can read that here.
Also, the lovely Lynn Melnick did a micro-review of Aphoria that was recently published in the Boston Review. It’s not available online yet and I haven’t been able to find a magazine shop that sells the Boston Review so I haven’t read it yet…Lynn says that it will be available online soon. Thank you Lynn!
As always, some more Songs of the Week by Rauan Klassnik, Elisa Gabbert, and Michael Zapruder - all still a part of the Black Ocean residency. Stay tuned for residencies from Flowers & Cream and Bloof.
Just hanging in, hanging on, etc.
I’m reading I Love Dick by Chris Kraus and it’s making me a little crazy I think (in a good way).
PS: I’m also going to miss this when it’s over. It’s been something interesting to look forward to every day.
I think this one is my favorite:
Okay, so lots of stuff but first and foremost I am SO EXCITED (and so delayed in saying so) that Bloof will be publishing my chapbook Sympathetic Nervous System in 2014! Check out the full announcement here. I am so happy to be in such good company! Here is the full list of chapbooks that were chosen from their open reading period:
Bedtime Stories for the End of the World! by Daniel Borzutzky
Sympathetic Nervous System by Jackie Clark
Conversation with the Stone Wife by Natalie Eilbert
Odalisque by Ben Fama
The Failure Age by Amanda Montei
Little Uglies by Dawn Sueoka
Also, I will be reading with some of these Bloofies on October 23 at the new Berl’s poetry shop. The reading starts at 7pm!
Some poems from Sympathetic Nervous System recently appeared in interrupture. You can read them here.
A new Poets off Poetry went up last week by Scott Pinkmountain. I think it is a hoot! Read it here.
As always, more Songs of the Week, featuring Black Ocean authors Joshua Harmon, , Zach Savich, and Joe Hall, with a lot more to come.
Lastly, my bf and his band The Gold Magnolias are headed out on their annual fall tour. While it’s sad that he will be away for a while I am getting to go hang out with him and the band in New Orleans this year and am really looking forward to that. I’ve never been. The big thing though is that they just launched a Kickstarter campaign to help fund their second album. Give a few bucks if you can. Check out their tour dates too. Are you in any of these cities? If so, go see them. I promise it will be a fun time.
I haven’t been very good with updates lately. In fact, I forgot to tell you about some readings that I was going to be doing and that are now done! I read on September 5 with fellow BAP author Dominque Townsand at the Denny Gallery on the lower east side. I do have some pictures though! The art was really fantastic.
Then, last week I was in Atlanta, GA very briefly (only one night!) to read for the What’s New in Poetry series at Emory University. It was pretty neat. Check out this awesome flier.
It was a great trip and still so warm out that we were able to sit outside and enjoy some adult beverages after the reading.
Well, here’s a new Yoga Sleuth. This one about a studio in Hoboken. It was a good one.
I just put a new POP up by Dorianne Laux. You can check that out here. And since we spoke last there have been new Songs of the Week by Katie Jean Shinkle and Christopher Kondrich, rounding out the Denver Quarterly residency. Then we had pieces by Peter Milne Greiner, Annik Adey-Babinski, and Brett Fletcher Lauer. Up next is a Black Ocean residency, followed by a Flowers and Cream residency, followed by…well, I don’t know yet…
Also, I am going to be reading at the Madison Public Library on Thursday, October 3. This reading was set up in conjunction with the New Jersey State Council on the Arts Fellowship in Poetry that I received in 2012. Will be interesting to read my poems in New Jersey. It is at a reasonable hour and my mom will be able to come. That never happens.
What else? Just busy, Busy is good. Girls Write Now again this year. AND! And I am teaching a first year writing class at my alma mater, William Paterson. It’s only been two weeks so far but it is lighting up a part of my brain that has been dormant for a real long time. Good things.
Oh, also, the bf and I are running a 1/2 marathon this Sunday. Say a little prayer for us.
So some updates and news:
A poem of mine was recently published in Open Letters Monthly. You can read it here.
I just posted a new POP today by Tanya Larkin about The Wailers. It was so awesome to listen to their tunes as I was getting the essay together. You can read (and listen!) to the new POP here.
And as always, more Songs of the Week! Finally wrapped up the Brooklyn Arts Press residency (that was the longest one yet!) with pieces by Joe Pan and Julia Cohen, who doubled as part of both the BAP residency and the Denver Quarterly residency that just started. The DQ residency is a short one and so far has featured Julia Cohen and Laird Hunt. Two more weeks of DQ and then on to some one off pieces and then a Black Ocean residency!
Also I’ve been keeping up with my yoga sleuthing! Read a new sleuth here. I’ve been loving writing these pieces. I had been a little bored with yoga to be honest (do anything four times a week for over two years and I guess that’s bound to happen) but writing these reviews has got me re-interested.
What else? The summer’s almost over. Only a few beach days left…
This Saturday is the 3rd Annual New York Poetry Festival on Governor’s Island.
I will be reading there on Saturday, first at 11.30am for Coldfront and then again at 4pm for Fou.
It’s supposed to be a nice day weather-wise. Should be a fun after noon. Check out the Facebook invite here.
In other news, lots more Songs of the Week (as usual), with pieces by Michael Ernest Sweet, Broc Rossell, Michelle Gil-Montero, Anne Beck, Matt Shears, and Martin Rock. These folks are still a part of the ongoing Brooklyn Arts press residency. Only two more weeks of BAP left though. Then onto the Denver Quarterly residency, and then…well, not certain yet, but something will certainly happen!
Also, a new POP by Sasha Fletcher about R. Kelly’s song “Ignition (Remix).” I got to see Sasha read this at Book Report a couple months ago. It was amazing. You can check it out here.
I’ve been writing for Yoga City lately, writing columns for their Yoga Sleuth section. It’s been a really cool experience. You can read my most recent sleuth here.
I loved it, for so many reasons.
Here are a few:
“As your perspective of the world increases not only is the pain it inflicts on you less but also its meaning. Understanding the world requires you to take a certain distance from it. Things that are too small to see with the naked eye, such as molecules and atoms, we magnify. Things that are too large, such as cloud formations, river deltas, constellations, we reduce. At length we bring it within the scope of our sense and we stabilize it with fixer. When it has been fixed we call it knowledge. Throughout out childhood and teenage years, we strive to attain the correct distance to objects and phenomena. We read, we learn, we experience, we make adjustments. Then one day we reach the point where all the necessary distances have been set, all the necessary systems have been put in place. That is when time begins to pick up speed. It no longer meets any obstacles, everything is set, time races through our lives, the days pass by in a flash and before we know what is happening we are forty, fifty, sixty…Meaning requires content, content requires time, time requires resistance. Knowledge is distance, knowledge is stasis and the enemy of meaning.” (page 15)
“In recent years the feeling that the world was small and that I grasped everything in it had grown stronger and stronger in me, despite my common sense telling me that actually the reverse was true: the world was boundless and unfathomable, the number of events infinite, the present time an open door that stood flapping in the wind of history. But that is not how it felt. It felt as if the world were known, fully, explored and charted, that it could no longer move in unpredicted directions, that nothing new or surprising could happen. I understood myself, I understood my surroundings, I understood society around me, and if any phenomenon should appear mysterious I knew how to deal with it.” (page 216)
“Feelings are like water, they always adapt to their surroundings. Not even the worst grief leaves traces; when it feels so overwhelming and lasts for such a long time, it is not because the feelings have set, they can’t do that, they stand still, the way water in a forest mere stands still.” (page 255)
“…at the time I actually regarded myself as a sound judge of character. I had a gift, or so I had deluded myself into thinking, it was something I was good at. Understanding others. While I myself was more of a mystery. How stupid can you get.” (page 410-411)