Snow Bees, poems for the weather and some great books I’m reading…
A very seasonally-appropriate Winter 2011 issue of Goblin Fruit is out, featuring my poem “Snow Bees” – you can even hear me reading it!
Incidentally, this is one of the poems that I wrote while collaborating with artist Amy Johnson for her installment art exhibition, which involves snow, wolves, bees, the works. I’ll post info on it as soon as it’s up!
While the doctors are busy trying to figure out why I keep going into anaphylaxis (I’m going to learn to spell that word correctly, for one thing) – food allergies, autoimmune, etc – I’m trying to keep my mind occupied with new reading material. Cate Marvin’s Fragment of the Head of A Queen, Sandra Beasley’s I Am The Jukebox, and issue 8 of Cave Wall, which I’ve seen some people mention lately, and I wanted to discover a new lit mag. I’ve only glanced through all three so far, but I’ve loved what I’ve read of Sandra’s “I Am the Jukebox.” Here’s a little bit from “Another Failed Poem About the Greeks,” which will indicate why I love the book so much:
“His sword dripped blood. His helmet gleamed./ He dragged a Gordon’s head behind him…As first dates go, this was problematic.”
I’m also reading Lizzie Acker’s terrific and strange Monster Party, a hybrid-forms, short-short fiction collection from Small Desk Press, as odd and crazy and interesting as can be. I just finished the story called ‘Baby,’ in which a dying narrator talks to…well, I can’t explain what or who the baby is, but let’s just say, it’s not what you’d guess.
My French teacher, Abner Genece, was not only a great teacher but a great influence on me as a lover of literature. (We read French poetry, Victor Hugo, and Andre Gide in his class.) He spoke with great love of Haiti (and spoke with great passion about the political injustices there) and even taught us a little Creole, the language most commonly spoken in Haiti.
It has been just awful watching the images coming in from Haiti. Please give, if you can, to one of the charities helping in Haiti. My choice is usually Northwest Medical Teams (now Medical Teams International,) which has an excellent record of actually using funds for helping people, unlike some charities. Here’s a link:
https://www.medicalteams.org/NetCommunity/SSLPage.aspx?pid=320&fund=17
Husband G’s work does matching funds for disasters, so check into your workplace and see if that is a possibility.
My folks are coming in town, which would be better if I wasn’t running 101 fever and was able to eat solid food. I just had, I think, all of my blood taken out at the hospital lab yesterday (or at least it felt that way) to figure out what’s going on since I’ve been pretty sick for a week already (both arms! Multiple sticks! Not my ideal lab visit.) Think good healing thoughts for me. I fear I will not be a very good tour guide in my current state. However, husband G did stay up last night baking them biscotti for their visit. So at least they’ll have that!
In poetry news, had a poem, “She Returns to the Floating World,” in the speculative journal Goblin Fruit:
http://www.goblinfruit.net/2010/winter/poems/?poem=floatingworld
The speculative poetry world is in a parallel universe that I don’t visit enough; the editors have a lot of fun, the readers do too, and a lot of times, they actually pay for poetry. I also notice more friendly correspondance from editors and fellow poets in those journals. I had an article on this topic in the Poet’s Market 2010, but basically, if you write poems about fairy tales, science fiction, or science, you owe it to yourself to check out the world o’ speculative poetry. Some of my favorite journals for poetry in this genre are Lady Churchhill’s Rosebud Wristlet, Mythic Delirium, The Magazine of Speculative Poetry, Star*Line, Cabinet Des Fees, and Goblin Fruit. I’m probably leaving out a lot of good ones with that list, which is a mix of print and online journals.
