Poets interviewing poets. It’s just the sort of wild rumpus you would expect the editors of Headmistress Press (that brought you Lesbian Trading Cards and the reading series “The Collectibles”) to instigate. I was delighted to be instigated and interviewed by/with Ann Tweedy. This snippet below is stolen from Ann’s website. (The audio recording of … More Ann & G.L. : Inter/viewed and viewing
I’ve been delighted to be involved in so many indie projects, reading series, small presses and writing conferences. Sadly the reality is that many of them cannot afford to pay writers or presenters or staff. … More Indiegogo for gogoing to Poetry conference next week
I wrote and performed the following poems March 13th, 2014 at the Ghost Town Poetry Open Mic @ Cover to Cover Books , Vancouver WA. I’ve had the pleasure of being a featured reader at past events and am included in the first athology of Ghost Town Poems. Special thanks to Vancouver Poet Laureate, Christopher Luna … More two poems for my infant grandson
The Inquiry by Weldon Kees Do you wear a web over your wasted worth? I wear a web You fear the keyhole’s splintered eye? I fear the eye Can you hear the worthless morning’s mirth? I hear it The broken braying from whitening skies? Yes I hear it yes To spend the end and feed the … More Other People’s Poetry: Weldon Kees (The Inquiry)
http://www.pulitzerremix.com/ I’m already 4 days behind but it sounds like a game worth playing. Let me re-check the rules. The full explanation is below. As ever, I’m a little dubious about the idea of borrowing other people’s writing and calling it “found poetry”. I think the Journal’s editors got a bored of the very … More Found Poetry in Pulitzer Novels
I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned. –Edna St. Vincent Millay I was struck by the recent* school shooting to create an archive of occasional poems because the occasion of unfathomable collective grief is as predictable an event these days as any national holiday. I wanted to write poetry about … More Grief and Poetry: I know. But I do not approve. And I am not resigned.
Four Days After the Shooting By Mary Anne Mohanraj I dropped off my son at preschool yesterday, drove by a school playground, the children lining up in messy rows. I started to cry, again. Wiped my tears and went on to shop for holiday gifts, spending more, perhaps, on our children than I’d planned. They … More Mary Anne Mohanraj poem: Four Days After the Shooting
In light of recent events, this page will be static and will connect to poetry, online altars, useful and/or healing connections or dialogues. Recent events: The tragic shootings at the Mall in Clackamas, Oregon (2 shoppers dead and some injured) and at Sandy Hook Elementary School (20 students and 6 faculty). Not included in those … More Poems of Healing
Today I received and wanted to share the most beautiful letter (and news) from editor and publishing phenoms, Julie R. Enszer and Merry Gangemi, both striking poets in their own rites: Merry and I were pleased to nominate your work from Sinister Wisdom this year for a Pushcart Prize. Our nomination is in the mail. It was a pleasure to select pieces … More Nominated for the Pushcart Prize
When I help a woman on with her jacket,
my sexuality grabs my gender identity
and waltzes it around the room. … More Poem to Share: Intersection
