•March 6, 2014 • Leave a Comment
If you live in or around the western MA, VT, NY, CT (polar) vortex, check out the month long line-up of readings, panels and special events here.
If you want to visit with Pokey, I’ll be here:
Reading & discussion with Amy Dryansky, Annie Boutelle & Ellen Doré Watson
Saturday, March 22, 2pm
MCLA Gallery 51
51 Main Street, North Adams
Sometimes the voices we write have a distinct persona, and sometimes it seems as if the poet herself is speaking. Between these two poles is a continuum in which the poet’s experience, identity, intention and imagination are at play. How do we know who’s really doing the talking? Hosted by Tupelo Press.
Saturday, March 29, 2pm
Hosted by Michelle Gillett & Nina Ryan with Jennifer Sahn, Barbara Zheutlin, Alice Maggio & Amy Dryansky
Centennial Hall, Miss Hall’s School, 492 Holmes Road, Pittsfield
This year’s contest invited women writers to submit nonfiction, fiction and poetry on the subject of “weather”: weather of the heart, weathering the storm, how weather extremes are affecting us personally, politically, culturally, environmentally, keeping in mind the special of the 2014 Festival, “Writing the Self, Righting the World: New Visions of Personal and Planetary Health.”
The prize ceremony will feature a reading by each winner, followed by a panel discussion moderated by contest judge and Orion Magazine editor, Jennifer Sahn. With the four winning pieces as a starting point, the discussion will focus on ways to examine, explore, and spark new perspectives on the links between personal and planetary wellness, particularly within our own lives and communities. How can writing inspire change? What stories are being told in our culture and communities on this subject? What stories are not being told?
See you there!
•February 22, 2014 • 1 Comment
It’s Day 22, and I only have 6 more days to reach my goal for the Tupelo 30/30 Project.
I hope you’ve enjoyed the poems, and I ask you to please consider making even a small donation–$10, $15, $20? You can sponsor either me or another 30/30 Project poet by making a donation to Tupelo Press here. I will send something special to each person who sponsors me—how about a signed broadside of your favorite poem?
Supporting small, independent presses is so important! If you don’t believe me, here’s what the Council of Literary Magazines and Presses has to say:
Placing the cause and calling of literature ahead of the bottom line, independent literary publishers serve as a primary link between writers—particularly those representing emerging voices, culturally specific communities, and literary art forms not fostered by mainstream publishers—and readers.
- Independent literary publishers are mission-driven—they focus on publishing literature.
- Independent literary publishers provide access to the voices of entire communities.
- Independent literary publishers produce over 98% of poetry being published each year, and the majority of literature in translation and works of fiction by emerging writers.
Remember, if you make a donation of $50 or more, Tupelo will send you a copy of the erotic poem anthology Myrrh, Mothwing, Smoke. Just make sure to mention my name in the donation form, and put in the comment box that you’d like a copy of MMS.
Thank you for supporting poetry and independent voices!
•February 20, 2014 • 1 Comment
Blame it on all those Facebook surveys. It’s day 20 of the Tupelo Press 30/30 Erotic Poem Project, and I needed inspiration. Damned badly, as Robert might say.
Scroll down to read the poem here, and check out the 30/30 site for more poems by me and the other stalwarts. And please consider signing up to sponsor me–the month’s almost over, and I still haven’t reached my goal. I’d like to raise at $350 for Tupelo, so they can keep supporting writers and publishing beautiful books!
Sex and the Abbey
The survey said I’m Matthew, he
who’s steadfast, passionate,
and dead. I found him sexy
not at all, I wanted to break him.
That must be Mary in me talking,
Mary in ice, a frozen Ophelia,
or the sharp-tongued aspish
Edith, the one who keeps
losing, who took so long
to consummate. Sex is wide
awake, even in that confectionary
castle, stalking the halls
like Rochester’s wife (minus
moans, of course.) Who knows
where the fire next will be lit?
I’m awake, too, watching
them cavort, embrace, crinkle
gracefully-aging eyes in ersatz
concern. Where is this poem
going? In what way erotic?
Maybe more narcotic, the blue
buzz, our hearth. I should be
upstairs but I am down.
•February 15, 2014 • Leave a Comment
A belated V’day post in which I objectify an object for Day 14 of the Tupelo 30/30 Erotic Poem Project…Blue Vase with Dark Interior.
You can also check out my ekphrastic poem based on a woodcut by Utamaro…Unaji:Nape.
Plus lots of other poems by my stalwart cohorts at the 30/30 Project.
•February 11, 2014 • Leave a Comment
Maybe you knew it would come to this: my first poem made from Facebook posts. Ergo, sexy rabbits.
Please consider sponsoring me in this ahem! worthy endeavor.
And don’t forget, make a donation of $50 or more and get the anthology, Myrhh, Mothwing, Smoke, from Tupelo Press!