More Poetry Month and a Sad Passing
I was very sad to read this morning on C. Dale Young’s blog about the passing of Jeanne Leiby, who had recently taken over editor-ship of The Southern Review. I thought she had a great vision for the magazine and she wrote me a very kind note while she was editor there. It’s a strange thing; in the age of Facebook, I said to my husband: “But she just posted to Facebook yesterday!” She was about the same age as my older brothers, in her mid-forties, and that just seems tragic and unfair.
I am reminded that we should tell all the people we admire and care for just how much we admire and care for them. I was so happy to see some of my old friends at poetry readings in the last week. Rebecca Loudon read her poem “Love Letter to the Whores on Aurora Avenue” which always makes me cry, and I saw Colleen McElroy, who spent time and energy mentoring me when I was just starting out as a writer/lit mag volunteer in Seattle – in fact, before I met her, she accepted one of my poems for my first “real” poetry acceptance (you know, outside of teen-y contests and high school mags and such.) She got up, rocking her skinny jeans and high-heeled boots, and was such a fierce poetry presence…it was really inspiring. If I could be half as fierce a poet as Rebecca and Colleen, well, I’d still be a pretty darn fierce poet.
Collin Kelley has started blogging for Poets & Writers. Check out his first post here!
During Poetry Month, I wanted to take a moment to encourage everyone to go buy poetry books from independent bookstores. Specifically, you should all buy books from Open Books, the poetry-only bookstore in Seattle. I recommend calling in and placing phone orders if you don’t live in Seattle. When I lived in California, I found myself constantly wishing I could just pop in and see John and Christine, the owners, who are always full of good advice and news, and check out the new poetry books propped up on the front shelf. For a poet, it is a magical place. Did I mention they also host some rollicking poetry readings? Lately I really enjoyed Martha Silano’s book debut readings, where she passed out little toy aliens and did physics experiments along with her poetry. I’m looking forward to a visit on May 12 when C. Dale Young will be making a stop in on his poetry book tour!
Yes, on top of finding a new place to live in a new city in a new state, plus starting a new job, I’ve been re-designing the web site. I’m going for a kind of whimsical-yet-subversive-feminist thing with the wonderful art of Yumiko Kayukawa, who kindly gave me permission to use “Zen Cracker” which we altered to make a banner (it’s actually more rectangular – here’s an online version –http://www.sweetyumiko.com/files/zencracker.gif) Her other art work is great too – I encourage you to browse her art work.
I used to have a technical site and a poetry site, and now I just have one, more writing-centered, site. (You might want to update any links you have to my poetry site, by the way…)
Yesterday was a mournful day, with the passing of Reginald Shepherd, and the eerie memories of another sunny September 11th. I spent most of the day getting rid of things. I’ve been doing that a lot lately. It turns out I’m not as attached to most of my stuff as I thought – except my books – and maybe my shoes. At night I played hooky for an hour from packing and sorting to see Peter Pereira and Rebecca Loudon read at Port Townsend’s Northwind series. They both read new work that I really loved. Peter has so much good energy it just radiates when he reads, and Rebecca is always electrifying (plus she had really great hair last night – I was all, how does she get her curls to lay like that? I know, a really serious poet shouldn’t have been thinking about hairstyles.) So that was a nice poetry break in my insane-moving-world of right now.
And I have to learn new educational software for my job and read two textbooks before the class starts! OK breathe, breathe, breathe…
So, let me know what you think of the new site, and if you find any problems or missing links, tell me!
Hey ya’ll. Sorry I’ve been a bit out of commission lately. We finally did sign a six-month lease on a place out a bit farther in the country than our current place, for more $$ than we wanted to spend, but hey, at least it’s a nice place and the person we’re renting from seems great. That’s always important to me.
I’ve been a bit under the weather. They’re checking me for some heart stuff, including infections of the heart, especially since I had some dental work before the symptoms, so if you want to think good thoughts for my health, go for it, you powerful positive thinkers! I’m going to a cardiologist and they’re also testing me for other fun stuff too, including Lupus (again.) I actually feel okay, but the tests always make me nervous. (Did I mention the doc who told me when I was nineteen before some blood work on a Friday: “Well, we think it’s either AIDS, Lupus, or cancer. Have a good weekend!” Hilarious in recollection, but not hilarious at the time. Did I mention at the time I was a lab tech in an infectious disease blood testing lab? Good times. )
Seriously, though, mostly I feel fine, just tired. I’m even going to MC for the lovely Rebecca Loudon on Thursday Night at the Soul Food Books reading. So I’m still going out and about, just taking it a little easier than usual and making more stops at the labs. I should get a frequent buyers card from those guys or something. At least a lollipop.
Loved the new issue of Rhino, especially Steve Mueske’s “My Life as a Kung Fu Movie,” and work by several friends including Lana Ayers, Kelli Agodon, and Martha Silano (way to work it, Seattle girls!) A little more dark and “experimental” (I know, everyone hates that word, I’m sorry!) than I’m used to from Rhino, but I really enjoyed a ton of the work. And did get a chance to read and admire Jessica Smith’s Organic Furniture Cellar. Production values are off the charts. Jessica’s definitely a visual-poetry person, and I love the way she uses the page, and the phrases she uses to tie the poems together. I admit it’s challening work, but interesting and a worth a little effort. I wish I was more of a visual-art type. Seriously, I think I failed my arts-and-crafts classes in elementary school. And maps. Nobody ask me to make anyone else a map of anything.
Feeling a little sad after a rejection from A Public Space, one of my favorite magazines. Usually I don’t take these things too personally, I hate it when you love a magazine and they don’t love you back. It makes you feel like one of those eighties teen movie characters, the ones that always end up “best friends” with the guy.
Note: first writing cartoons for the Poetry Foundation, and now this? Sellout! Now I wish I could make maps and draw cartoons!
Other Note: Nice work, Peter! And now I know why I get along so well with Peter – he’s one of those Cancer men!
