What are your ambitions?

Beautiful May so far. Sun sun sun as far as the eye can see, white mountains in the distance, giant walls of pink rhododendrons blooming along neighborhood streets. Yesterday I did two things that made me think about our ambitions.
The first thing I did was visit Richard Hugo House to meet new director Tree Swenson and talk about the future of the programs and etc. One thing I noticed was besides my friend Evan Peterson (whose chapbook Hello Kitty Chainsaw I recommend) and a couple of other exceptions (including the bright young programming director Brian) the people there in the room were all older than me. A lot older. Did I mention I just turned 39, so I’m not exactly a twentysomething hipster. I thought: this place needs a new generation of champions for the future. Then I thought: that new generation should probably include me! Again, the theme of this year that keeps coming back to me seems to be, we must become the heroes we’re looking for.
After that reception, which was lovely, I got to go out to look at the views of Seattle and go out to dinner with one of my oldest friends (dating back to fifth grade!) who is now a grown-up ER doctor. She always wanted to be a doctor and help people, and now she does things like work with Haitian earthquake victims and low-income folks up in Alaska. We were talking about all the good things that our little circle of friends have become and done: one teaches self-defense to teen girls, one helps run a Chicago center for Spanish-speaking victims of domestic violence, a couple are doctors and almost all of them have achieved the things that they talked about when we were all in junior high. I, of course, wanted to be a poet. So that worked out I guess! (Even if I got a little side-tracked – a pre-med degree here, ten years as a technology manager there…)
It made me think about what we talk about when we talk about ambition. When you said when you first became a writer, “I want to get a book published,” did you have a kind of publisher in mind? Would any publisher do? Did you have an audience you really wanted to reach? When you said, “I want to teach poetry” after you got your MFA, what did you have in mind? Community college students, MFA students, high school kids? Adjuncting, or one of the ever-dwindling supply of tenure-track positions? Sometimes I think an obstacle to success is too-watery, too-non-specific goals. Do you want to be C. Dale Young (doctor/writer/editor/teacher?) or Charles Jensen (poet and arts administrator?) Who do you look up to? Who do you want to become? How much time are you willing to give it and how hard do you want to work for it? Remember: if you want your book reviewed, write some book reviews. If you want someone to help you set up a reading, be sure you’re helping others do the same. Create room in your life for the things you care about and prioritize them.
I realized talking to my old friend Kathy that one of the things I’ve been doing since I was eighteen that I really find rewarding is volunteering with teens. I’ve been working with teens in various capacities for different organizations for almost twenty years, and still find it really fun. The teens speak a different language but for the most part I can keep up. I think that for the rest of this year, part of my goal will be to do more poetry outreach to teens and college students, because when I think of who I want to be excited about poetry, that’s who I think about. They may think poetry is not for them, that it’s boring or old-fashioned, their teachers may not like poetry (since I’ve had quite a few English teachers who hated poetry come through my poetry classes at National’s MFA program…) and so their experiences will have been colored by that. How can I grow my own community here, where I live? How can I help the audience here for poetry get excited? How can I help the pre-existing poetry groups work together towards bigger, brighter goals? What is holding me back from doing more? Fear? Lack of feeling of ownership? Lack of empowerment?
As I’m looking at my near future goals, what is specific and achievable and realistic for me? I think it may be more than I originally might have thought. It’s possible that sometimes, our own ambitions are too small. Maybe we should reach higher, try to achieve more. Maybe while we were waiting for the hero to rescue us, we have unknowingly become the hero.

Review of She Returns to the Floating World in the US Review of Books!

A nice review appeared today in the US Review of Books in the “Honorable Mentions” for the Eric Hoffer Prize, under Poetry. Thank you to the judges of the Eric Hoffer Prize and to the US Review of Books! I’m so grateful.

http://www.theusreview.com/USRhoffer.html#poetry

She Returns to the Floating World, Jeannine Hall Gailey, Kitsune Books – This collection takes a massive risk, and succeeds. Rather than going along with the decidedly luddite personality of contemporary poetry, Gailey faces mainstream pop culture head-on. Gailey weaves classic themes of transformation, self-knowledge, and natural beauty into a fantastical multi-colored world of fairy tales, animation and video games. Rather than poetry that seeks a quiet, cloistered serenity, outside of pop, this book is full of proudly-penned odes to Godzilla, robots, and animated princesses—the denizens of the contemporary imagination. While this approach could come off as gimmicky, Gailey pulls it off with grace, beauty and skill, proving that poetry can be about more than peonies and nightingales.

Port Townsend Reading Rescheduled – Art Opening Instead!

For those of you who were planning to come see me read in Port Townsend tonight – well, the state planned to close the Hood Canal Bridge on me instead, so Annette and I have rescheduled our Northwind series reading until May 24. Hope to see you then!

So I’m not going to waste a beautiful spring night – after Glenn is done with the painting today at the new townhouse, we’re going to go downtown to the wine bar Poco and check out our friend Michaela’s art show:
Join artist Michaela Eaves at her Storm Perfect show opening this Thursday at Poco Wine Room in Seattle.
Michaela is also known as the artist who did the awesome cover of Becoming the Villainess.

Because it’s not every day an awesome songwriter turns my poems into songs!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x5-Zw9yJ3WY&feature=colike

I don’t know if you’re the type of person who enjoys listening to music, or poems, or the collaboration between songwriters and poets and performers, but here is the wonderful Joy Mills and her musical interpretation of a poem from my third book, “Sleeping Beauty Loves the Needle,” and me reading the poem and talking a bit about the collaboration. I hope you enjoy it!

Stories In the Hazy Days of May

We had a lovely day today, warm and bright, and I saw a cignet in the water – just one ugly swan-duckling, pale and crying, just like the story! I also saw that the barn swallows and stellar jays were back, a sure sign that spring has sprung, along with the lilacs blooming and the beginning of the peonies. Amid all of this, every day I am watching the new townhouse be torn apart, repainted, floors ripped up and replaced, all the preparations for when we move in – a bit stressful, but happy, these preparations. I bought the least practical thing today – a beautiful glass and copper hummingbird feeder, but I thought it was important in making the new place a home, a place for the hummingbirds. It’s important to have a space for hummingbirds.

This article made me think long and hard about the adjunct teaching I’ve been doing for almost four years now. You wouldn’t guess it, from my being a poet and all, but part of me is deeply practical, and cares about things like paying my student loans and my new mortgage off, you know, eventually. The practical occupations of writers are getting fewer and farther between these days – fewer jobs for journalists, copywriters, teachers, professors. A perilous time for poets.

So what have you been doing with your May days? I am thinking change is in the air. The supermoon is making us all dizzy with it. My little brother posts pictures on Facebook from Venice, Italy, and all the pictures look like illustrations in an old-fashioned book. What kind of fairy tale are we writing for ourselves? A new home, a new life, new beginnings, hummingbirds in the white lilacs.

Winner of the big Poetry Month Giveaway, a new review, a new home

Congratulations to Molly of www.mapsandpoetry.blogspot.com, who is the winner of the great poetry month giveaway! She’s won a copy of my second book, She Returns to the Floating World, Steady My Gaze, and a third mystery book/lit mag! Hope you enjoy, Molly!

Wonderful to receive a copy of Winter 2012 Southern Humanities Review, which has a beautiful long review of She Returns to the Floating World by Celia Lisset Alvarez. Thank you Celia, for the thoughtful review. (Oh, and remember to check out her blog for an interview!)

Well, we’ve turned in the certified check and signed our paperwork, and tonight is our final walkthrough. Hopefully tomorrow we get our new keys!

Last Day of Poetry Month, New Interview, and a Poem in APR – Happy Birthday!

So, it’s the last day of Poetry Month AND my birthday – that very last birthday of my thirties. So how should we celebrate? How about some links and news and stuff?

Celia Lisset Alvarez interviewed me over at her blog as her last poetry month feature.
And, the May/June 2012 of American Poetry Review is out, with my poem, “Once Upon a Time,” amid some really wonderful writers!
And, one more sticker for She Returns to the Floating World – here it is, all official – it didn’t win, but it was a finalist for the Eric Hoffer Montaigne Medal.

A quick recap of some other poetry news of April:

• A poem up featured at The Rumpus
• My third book, Unexplained Fevers, a collaborative book of fairy tale poems with artist Deborah Scott, is officially slated for publication by Kitsune Books in late 2013!
• “Morning of Sunflowers (for Fukushima)” was a Dorothy Sargent Rosenberg prize winner.

So yes, there was lots of stress, job interviews, a large handful of rejections, house-buying business, some health stuff…but all in all, I feel extraordinarily blessed this month and grateful. Especially with my husband baking me gluten-free birthday chocolate souffles tonight!
I also have some other exciting news I can’t officially reveal yet. But I promise I will soon!

And, finally, don’t forget to leave a comment at this link for one more chance to participate in the great poetry giveaway.

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