What? The Ottawa Launch of Untying the Apron: Daughters Remember Mothers of the 1950s (edited by Lorri Neilsen Glenn, Guernica Editions)
When? 5-7 pm on Wednesday April 24, 2013
Where? at MUGSHOTS in the Ottawa Jail Hostel, lower level 75 Nicholas Street.
Who? Confirmed readers include former Halifax poet laureate Lorri Neilsen Glenn (who edited the anthology of prose and poetry) along with contributors Carla Hartsfield, Elizabeth Greene, Margaret Malloch Zielinski and Frances Boyle.
Process(ing)
So I wrote a poem. It doesn’t matter what. It was 62 words long. It was terse and seemed to have the energy of sitting on a nerve.
I tweeted that “it’s one thing to use poetry as therapy. it’s another to not stop there & keep yourself impaired, rhinestoned in words & applause.”
I returned to it, writing into the gaps, rather like an organic glosa with myself, going rapidly and slowly for the next few hours.
It said when it was done by the sensation of lancing. It ended at 2431 words.
I understand a few things, of admissions to myself of what I begrudged and clung to. Admitting there’s something clenched in the hand is the first part of opening the hand again.
In Writing Down the Bones Natalie Goldberg, “watch yourself. Every minute we change. It is a great opportunity. At any point, we can step out of our frozen selves and our ideas and begin fresh. That is how writing is. Instead of freezing us, it frees us.” (p. 34) Depending on what you do next. She went on to describe a writer giving a reading when keen and words had edge and the same poems years later. The real life is in writing, not rereading.
I could back with the posture to gain, open-ended, or to glean, tight-ended. I could go thru and cherry pick for sequinned serifs but is isn’t necessary to recoup and reuse and get back the invested time or be thrifty to recycle it all again. It’s an option but not a mandate. That recombing might yield something but why. It would give the sense that the purpose of living is literary instead of literary serving to live in a more thriving way.
A Poetry Looking at Its Torso
At The Boston Review there’s The Poetesses: An Interview with Lisa Russ Spaar, Aracelis Girmay, and Daisy Fried by B.K. Fischer
It raises a lot of interesting things to consider, partly ruminating on the significance of VIDA numbers. Here are bits I found interesting.
B.K. Fischer ask to reframe the dialogue at the start of the interview:
rather than asking you “Are you writing a species of feminist poetry?” I want to ask you this: What do you think is the right question to be asking[…]?
Daisy Fried says,
Like any poet writing in any mode, I make hundreds of formal choices in every poem. Syntax, lineation, tone, pacing, voice, deployment of image: these are all formal choices. They’re all opportunities for thinking in certain ways and at certain rates. Likewise, traditional form is an opportunity, not a vessel to be filled up. I can’t imagine considering any of this in terms of gender.
and later,
I do think some people get distracted by content; that can work for women or against them. Some people read a poem because they think it’s a mommy-poem. Some people run screaming. In both cases people are probably liking or disliking the poem for anti-poetic reasons.
The question to ask about any poem, feminist or not, by a woman or not, is “is it good, and how does it succeed?”
Lisa Russ Spaar said,
poems themselves have bodies. Poems have torsos, limbs, nerve centers, pulses, and respiration. Their rhythms—auditory, visual, even tactile—are somatic. If the pleasures of good poems are physical pleasures, as I really feel they are, then it follows that the physical pleasures (or pains or sensations) of poems are, in part, an extension or an externalization, an “outering,” of our own physical pleasures or pains or sensations. After all, the mouth is the primal mind, and we come to consciousness through the body. How else write the world?
and later Russ Spaar said,
I’m playing more with fragment, silence, what’s cut off abruptly or finally unutterable. I wonder if that has something to do with writing through the middle-aged body, too.
and further along, she added
If I am blindfolded, for instance, can I tell if the jazz music to which I’m listening is being played by men or by women?
Aracelis Girmay ends with asking whether there is a way to think around the gendered body or see the bias it makes, then,
while I do not think a poem necessarily pushes its writer or reader to reconsider or challenge the constructs we’ve inherited, I do think it is a potential space within which, if we are rigorous and careful, we might work to begin to articulate some of our tendencies of/in seeing, staying quiet, organizing the world.
Erasing and Print Presence
Let’s see. What links haven’t I mentioned here?
Daily haiku Cornell Library haiku by Rick Black.
Erasure Issue of Evening Will Come has Solmaz Sharif’s essay. Example, purpose of erasure,
Expose author’s authority and, therefore, role as culpable participant (e.g. “…the very fact of mutilating the text broke the spell the complete text has on us.” […] M. NourbeSe Philip)
If you’ve made small and micro-press things in Canada, have you done the Micro-Press survey. It’ll be nice to have that gathered up to get a general picture.
Radical Poetry from by Jennifer K. Dick (at Tears in the Fence; I just realized I’ve been pronouncing that TEERZ not TARES. Which is is?) is a round-up of interviews of small press in U.S and Europe. As Vanessa Place of Les Figues says, “we’re living in a Facebook age, an age of dialectical and self-sculpted capitalism. It’s word-of-social-networks that sellsavant soap.”
How to connect audience and writer? “Contemporary readers, even those who write, are not prepared to go purchasing books wildly on blind faith—they want a peek inside the cover.”
Elsewhere, a contest where you can tweet your favorite line of CanLit poetry and win Coach House books.
A story and video demonstration of why saddlestitched is better than perfect
The Rusty Toque is hosting a collaborative poem exquisite corpse style. Join in here.
The telegraph reposted on the posts of Matt Haig of 30 things every writer should know. It’s not the usual list. My favorite items: “Beauty breeds beauty, truth triggers truth. The cure for writer’s block is therefore to read.” & “The gatekeepers still have the power, but there are a lot more gates than there used to be.”
He also wrote on the ever popular topic, The Writer and Money.
4. Writers often earn less than you think. Working out how much a writer earns is a bit like converting Farenheit into Celcius. You halve your expectation and take some away.
13. Writers do stuff that doesn’t make financial sense all the time. Writers are always appearing at a book event 300 miles away from where they live, at which they will sell seven books resulting in a royalty-boost of, ooh, £2.68.
My 40-word-year project is featured at Ottawa Blog Library. Thanks Alejandro! …
Radical Poetry from Percy Shelley to Alice Walker. And W.H. Auden there is quoted there in part from September 1, 1939
All I have is a voice
To undo the folded lie,
The romantic lie in the brain
Of the sensual man-in-the-street
And the lie of Authority
Whose buildings grope the sky:
There is no such thing as the State
And no one exists alone;
Hunger allows no choice
To the citizen or the police;
We must love one another or die.
Drumroll
The press release is out. Peter Norman (almost released, Water Damage, Mansfield Press) won top spot. Warren Clements (Bird Doggerel), Beatriz Hausner (Enter the Raccoon), Mathew Henderson (The Lease) and Christine McNair (Conflict) are finalists also back this fall for that Harbourfront.
Christine McNair is on air tonight for an impromptu chat with Rhonda Douglas (next week’s Tree Reading Series feature) on tonight’s Lit Landscapes. 6:30 pm, www.ckcufm.com or 93.1 in Ottawa.