Marge Piercy in the Every Day

Marge Piercy was born in 1936 in Detroit, Michigan and is still writing. Beyond writing poetry she has also written essays, a memoir, a how-to book for fiction, and many novels. She is undoubtedly prolific and well-respected as a writer. I came across her book, The Crooked Inheritance in the local library and gravitated to her poems immediately. I have provided links below so that you can learn more and read her poems. I didn’t have enough time to request permission to post her poems so I can only provide snippets of what I have enjoyed. Therefore, please use the links to gain access to some of her wonderful poems.
One poem I enjoy is “The Closet of Doom” which complains about the state of her closet and wonders “At night/do these dresses sneak like the twelve/princesses in the tale to a secret ball/to spill wine on their sleeves?”
In this book of poems Marge Piercy ponders many every day things and has several comical rants about things such as “The Hollywood haircut” in which she asks if getting a $400 haircut would make men pant, everyone fall in love with her, whether cars would get out of her way… These are typical conversations you can imagine having with your funny best friend and that is why I love these poems. The poems are entertaining and familiar, funny and friendly. She even talks about her imaginary horses while growing up, just as all children have imaginary friends at one time or another.
I highly recommend checking out this book if you get the chance and please look for any of her work while you are perusing bookshelves and the web.

http://poetryfoundation.org/archive/poet.html?id=5393

http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/266

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Shadow Box Press Blog

Hello readers, today’s blog is another small publishing press of chapbooks. The chapbooks are lovingly made with recycled paper and once the first-print run has sold out you may ask for a print-on-demand copy, so be sure to get them while they’re hot!

http://shadowboxpress.blogspot.com/

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Poetry Tips: Villanelles

What are villanelles? They are a type of poem originating in France derived from Italian folk songs. It consists of 19 lines and is divided into five stanzas called tercets (sets of three lines), ended by a quatrain (set of four lines). Also, there are two lines in the poem that typically are repeated throughout the poem’s entirety. Not only that, but there is a rhyme scheme. The tercets rhyme aba, and the quatrain rhymes abaa. I would map it out but it has been frustrating trying to get the blog format to work so I have provided a link which includes more information along with sample poems.

http://www.public.asu.edu/~aarios/formsofverse/reports2000/page8.html

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Box Car Poetry Review Open Submissions

http://www.lone-crow.com/BOXCAR/submissions.html

Box Car Poetry Review accepts e-mail submissions at boxcarpoetry[at]gmail.com, 3 to 5 poems are the limits. Be sure to send them as a Word or RTF file. Title your e-mail
POETRY-SUB: your name. Good luck submitting, and may the muse be with you!

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Poems linked by Poet Hound

http://www.poems.com/poem.php?date=13869
“The Touch” by Jen Currin grabs me from line one! I loved it so much I printed it out and hung it on the wall for any and all visitors to read.


http://poetryfoundation.org/archive/poem.html?id=172054
William Butler Yeats’ “The Sorrow of Love”
Perfect for a broken heart or for reminiscing about past loves.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow was born in Portland, Maine in 1807 and is well known for his poem “Paul Revere’s Ride.” His poetry is known for its musicality and rhythm and his poems made enough of an impact that upon his death on March 24th, 1882 his bust was placed in the Poet’s Corner at Westminster Abbey in London, England. I picked up a book of his “Selected Poems” at the local library and was pleased to get a hold of him. Many of his poems are long but they are entertaining stories filled with intelligent rhyme. Yet again, I did not allow myself time to ask permission to reprint any of his poems and so I can only provide short excerpts. However, I have included the usual links so that you may find out more about him and read his poem in their entirety below.
His poem “The Old Clock on the Stairs” is quite wonderful in that it reminds me of the clock towers you see in towns or cities that have been around for centuries and are a symbol of their community. An excerpt from his stanza reads:

From its case of massive oak,
Like a monk, who, under his cloak,
Crosses himself, and sighs, alas!
With sorrowful voice to all who pass, --
“Forever—never!
Never—forever!”

And later on Longfellow describes its ever purposeful presence:

Through days of sorrow and of mirth,
Through days of death and days of birth,
Throughout every swift vicissitude
Of changeful time, unchanged it has stood,…

So many scenes are described in which the clock is a passive witness and Longfellow provides a voice on behalf of the clock who watches and counts the hours for years and years. It is one of my favorite poems. To read the entire poem, go to the Poetry Foundation link provided.


http://poetryfoundation.org/archive/poet.html?id=81397
http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/143

I often think it is a shame there aren’t more rhyming poems published because it can be done intelligently and beautifully like Longfellow. If anyone out there knows of any modern poets who have rhyming poems, please let me know.

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And because of the idiot who just had to insert a money scam by way of adding to comments, I have now enabled Comment Moderation and have temporarily hidden all comments until either later this week or next. I apologize for any inconvenience.

The Guerrilla Poetics Project Interview with Justin Barrett

1. I would like to ask you about your role in the Guerilla Poetics Project, if I may. Are you one of the originators and if so, how did the idea become reality with a press and a following?

I, along with 9 others, feverishly came up with an idea of getting poetry to the masses. It happened over a three day period on a blog, grew through emails and chats, and eventually sprouted wings in what we currently call the Guerilla Poetics Project. Most of us have had similar ideas in the past, be it with chapbooks, leaflets, brochures or broadsides. But, we had the people, the printer, the money and the wherewithal to finally realize it. And, so we ran with it. The rest is history.


2. When I first found a broadside from the GPP and decided to join I saw the mention that the originators seek out well-known poets of the small presses. How do you decide who to feature?

At first, we wanted to make our lives as easy as possible. We had no talent for websites or databases (which we've since fixed in the form of a fellow poet who has that talent) so we had to do things by hand. We figured if we just invited those who've been published in the small press before, who've already made a "name" for themselves, then we don't have to worry too much about logistics and other things. So, we invited those we already knew. As it grew, we were able to invite more and more and more. We got more sophisticated (thanks to said talented poet/programmer) we are now able to open submissions to all operatives so that we can mayb e find some unknown writers out there whose work is worthy of being sent around the world to be found by other unsuspecting readers!


3. Also, now that I have joined the GPP there has been an allowance for members to submit poems. What brought about this decision? Has it been a positive result so far?

The decision was actually one that was made early on, but not implemented due to limitations. Once we got past the first full year and realized this thing wasn't just a flash in the pan, but had staying power, and had the ability to invite all who join us to submit, it was a no-brainer. So far, the reaction has been nothing but positive. And, I for one am excited at the possibility of finding new writers.


4. What are some interesting, unknown facts about the Guerilla Poetics Project originators?

We are young and old. We live in 7 different states and three countries. We are not all poets. We are poker players and factory workers, we are cooks and social workers, we are scientists and secretaries. We are male and female and everything in between.


5. What are some interesting facts about the Guerilla Poetics Project in general?

We've had finds in 38 different countries, in 154 different books by 88 different authors. Other fun facts can be found here: http://guerillapoetics.org/forum/index.php?topic=332.0


6. What would the Guerilla Poetics originators like to see happen as a result of these free broadsides being hidden all over the world?

We would love to see the love of, and effect from, poetry expanding across the world. We all feel poetry has a unique and powerful ability to reach people, but this ability has been lost to TV, internet, mp3s, magazines, etc. Poetry is also able to appeal to the ADD, instant gratification, Ritalin-fueled people we have all become. We think it could help ease psychic and emotional pain better than any other written or visual art form, and as good as any human comforting. We hope to find new readers who become passionate poetry lovers, who in turn pass their love onto others.

Thanks to Justin Barrett for answering on behalf of the Guerrilla Poetics Project and I hope everyone will check out the Project by using the link on my sidebar.
Thanks to all my loyal readers and any new ones who have dropped in for reading!

Justin Barrett: An Interview about Poetry, taking a hiatus, and family

This is a two-part interview: Today is about Justin Barrett and his poetry, the second part will be tomorrow talking about the Guerrilla Poetics Project. Enjoy!

1. Let’s start with your chapbook, The Genealogy of Me. What possessed you to write it and then distribute it amongst family?

It began simply with two poems about my paternal grandparents. I'm a big believer in mining your past for material, and what part of our lives is more fertile for poetry than our families? So, I wrote those two poems, wrote another about an uncle and it kinda snowballed from there. I wrote all the poems in a 4 or 5 day period. Tweaked them to fit the format and voila. I visited Philadelphia for a work conference and was able to stay over the weekend, whereupon I visited Bill Roberts of Bottle of Smoke Press. In the two days I visited him, we printed a ton of stuff on his letterpress, including the covers to Genealogy. The distribution amongst family portion wasn't the easiest decision. In fact, it was only distributed to my parents and my sister. No one else received it (partly because I haven't seen or spoken to most of them in decades, and partly because less-than-flattering things are said about most of them), but it was still a difficult decision to come to. My mother took it well, ever the supportive figure in my life. My sister was kind of pissed that I would be willing to air out our family laundry, and my father was pissed, too, because his family was hit the hardest (and that's only because they are the craziest). He got over it, but we never mentioned it again.


2. Since the poems often describe family dysfunction what reactions came out that you had not expected as a result of distributing them to relatives?

Well, I pretty much got the precise reaction I expected. Though, I was a little surprised my sister got so upset. She's the family defender, so I shouldn't have been so surprised, I guess. My father's reaction was typical and expected. My mother's disappointed acceptance, even encouragement, was also expected. Otherwise, no surprises. But, the poems weren't really for them. It was for those outside the family. We all have our dysfunctions and skeletons. We all have our Uncle Richies and Nanas; our Grandmothers and Uncle Johnnys. It was more of a flare being shot up into the sky letting people know that I, too, have a fucked up family and maybe I can help you come to terms with yours by you understanding a little bit of mine. Maybe.


3. There are several poems concerning Nana, your grandmother, who lost her only daughter who died at the age of three. The poems describe Nana as being heartless towards her six sons and that she finally comes around when there are grandchildren—both boys and girls. However, Nana is finally described as becoming heartless again in later years with the ghost of her lost baby girl hanging over her and the rest of the family. Even though you mention having only met her once amongst your book of poems, she seems to have made a huge impact on you; can you explain Nana’s prominent presence in your book?

I was very close to my Nana was I was younger. Very close. I'm a mama's boy by nature, and that easily flowed in Nana's boy. My father was in the Army until I was 17, so I didn't really see her that often (not nearly as often as she saw her other grandchildren, my sister excluded) but that might have only helped strengthen the bond. Nana, however, was not a nice woman. To her husband, nor her sons. This is the truth. Thing has since progressed between my father and Nana such that we (my immediate family) are not on speaking terms with her. As for the impact on me, it's not just me. She's featured prominently in the book simply because she is THE central figure in my father's side of the family. She is queen. It is important that she play a pivotal role in any biography of our family. My five uncles are all "messed" up in some fashion because of her. The family is unbalanced and the effects are still being felt by my generation (my sister and I are the only two grandkids to have graduated high school so far, out of some 14). Her change over the years, too, was subtle and slow. We only saw it because we were at a distance, only saw her sporadically.


4.Often family dysfunction is great fodder for poems and one of your poems in i was a third grade genius is hilarious in that it says so much in so few lines. That poem is titled “like family” and could you tell me how it came about? Also, may I feature it in its entirety at the end of the interview?

Yes, you may feature it. That poem came about simply off of a TV commercial. It is a true commercial for a local Utah car dealership. The thing about Utah is that family is first, and ALWAYS good. Dysfunction, if it exists at all, is to be ignored and never acknowledged. It's a weird cultural thing here. Anyway, they were proud of the fact that they would treat you like family, but I couldn't help thinking that I might not want them to do that. And, I certainly wouldn't buy a car from someone who would. It struck me as funny that they would instantly assume that being treated like family is a quality to value. Lucky for them if so.


5. How do you decide which poems to put together in your books?

Honestly, I have no rhyme or reason to it (pun intended). I pick whatever poems I like that haven't previously been collected. I try to make sure half of them have been published in magazines or journals, and the other half haven't. Those that haven't are almost always ones that are favorites, yet just haven't made it by an editor for some reason or other. Those of you who are writers know what I mean. Those poems eventually get retired, but they are still special to me. Like ignored or forgotten children in the back of an orphanage just hoping for someone to notice them.


6. What inspired you to write poetry as opposed to fiction or non-fiction?

It wasn't inspiration so much as laziness and an inability to write dialogue. I'm a lazy man, and sustaining a narrative for more than a page gets tiresome. I don't have ADD, but I do get bored easily. I love reading fiction, however (go figure). I have tried my hand at short stories, but can't convincingly render human speech. I'm simply able to write a wry, sometimes-witty, often trite poem of 6-20 lines in the first or third person narrative. That's it. Fairly limited talent, I must admit.


7. How many poems are doomed to while away the hours in the desk drawer as opposed to seeing the lamp light of the editor’s desk? How do you decide which ones to send out?

This second question is pretty much the holy grail of questions, isn't it? It's the "meaning of life" question for all writers. But, first things first. I would guess that nearly 4 out of every 5 poems I write is unfit to publish. Maybe less, maybe more, but it's a pretty good approximation I think. 4 out of every 5 is unpublishable for various reasons (see: triteness, cliche, lack of profundity, etc.). The harder question, though, is how is that decided? I certainly can't (I suppose I can, but I shouldn't) send off each and every poem I write to every editor. I must cull them myself. This is a difficult task. The Sophie's Choice of the poet. I suppose we can only g o by our gut, which is honed against the whetstone of experience. Each rejection and acceptance tightens our inner critic's ability to choose what is good and what isn't; which editor likes what; what works and what doesn't. I'm sure I've missed out on having a few published here and there because I never sent it out, or even sent them to the wrong place, but that's the game. I've also sent some to places that never had a chance, but I didn't know it at the time. It's very difficult to figure what to send, and where; and it's something one never becomes an expert at.


8. I know your chapbook, i was a third grade genius is named for the title of one of your poems, how do you decide on titles for all of your chapbooks/books?

Pretty much the same way I decide on the titles to my poems: by what sounds good. I liked that title. It seemed to say so much in so little; to sum up my life in so many ways.


9. You had mentioned being a Pushcart Prize nominee, which poem was nominated and what did the nomination mean to you?

No specific poem was nominated. A poet who gets two nominations to give out every year was kind enough to give me one for my chapbook, i was a third grade genius...

10. How did you react when you didn’t win and has the nomination had any effect on your writing?

Luckily, we don't find out if we don't win. We only find out if we win, so if you don't hear anything then you can assume you lost. So, I may have still won for 2003 but just never heard. Seriously, though. It had no effect on me. I didn't expect the nomination, I didn't really think much of it other than to be honored that this fellow poet felt moved enough by my work to nominate me. It didn't have any effect on my writing, either, thankfully, except that I am now exclusively writing odes in trochee. I've also begun wearing ascots. They complement my wide nose and weak chin just so marvelously.


11. Some people know that you have taken a hiatus from poetry and I was hesitant at first to ask to do an interview as a result. How long has your hiatus been so far and what are your reasons for suspending the writing and publication of poetry?

My hiatus has been about 9 months now. The reasons are varied, but mostly due to some sudden medical issues my wife and I experienced. As I sat by her side in the hospital, not sure if she would live or die, I wrote some 15 poems about it, and haven't written more than 10 since. I needed some time away. I had been growing more and more jaded with the poetry "scene" leading up to that point, and like the dinosaur extinction at the end of the Cretaceous, it's hard to say if I would've quit writing had the meteor not hit. As it is, things are better and looking up. I've begun "dabbling" in the literary arts again and hope to make a most unheralded and unnoticed entrance back into the small press scene where I will quickly pick up where I left off: as an unknown poet struggling to get one past that next unknown journal out of Boise.


12. How has this hiatus affected other parts of your life with poetry, such as your press (Hemispherical Press) and your involvement in the Guerrilla Poetics Project?

Well, it's been a pretty complete break. My press has all but shut down. I needed the time to attend to my wife and myself, and I couldn't honestly keep the press going. I dropped a few projects and lost a few friends because of it, but keeping a marriage -- and a wife alive -- is more important than keeping a few internet friends happy, you know? I regret having to have to do this, but not having done it, if that makes sense. I wish it didn't come to this, but it did. I not only quit writing, but I quit submitting, quit reading, the whole deal. It was a fairly total break. My only real connection to the outside world of poetry was through The Guerrilla Poetics Project. It helped fill in whatever gap may have existed, yet gave me enough time to do what needed to be done with my personal life.


13. Do you plan on returning to write and publish more of your poems later in the future, perhaps in the next two to five years?

I initially assumed that I would never return, but lately I've been thinking I probably will. Maybe never as in-depth as I initially was, but in some way I will. The dabbling I mentioned before comes in fits and starts, but it's there. Slowly it'll build (I hope) and maybe one day there'll be enough to send out a submission or two. Maybe.



14. Justin, what would you like to see happen for the genre of Poetry?

I would love to see it opened up so that all of us can make a living out of it, and not just a few professors from some liberal arts colleges in the northeast. I would love for it to become popular in the way the YouTube is popular, or Facebook. I would love for it to become "hip" again. I would love for poetry to touch everyone deep in their being the same way it has touched me.

15. Finally, any advice for poets and poetry readers?

For poets: write often, read more or else quit now.
For readers: branch out, don't be afraid to explore; and support your favorite writers.


Below is the featured poem and I thank all my readers for dropping in, hope you enjoyed the interview and will visit tomorrow for the second part discussing the Guerrilla Poetics Project!

like family

the Murphy brothers
are on TV
letting me know that
Murphy Motors
will treat
me like family

but that’s exactly what
i’m afraid of.

By Justin Barrett from his chapbook i was a third grade genius… printed by Bottle of Smoke Press.

Lolita & Gilda's Burlesque

What do you think about poets who strip during their readings? “What?!” Funny and not as x-rated as you might think, I am dying to know how this got started. Check it out, I’m serious, at the one and only Lolita and Gilda’s Burlesque. Someday, maybe you, too, can strip for your poetic supper…

http://burlesquepoetryhour.blogspot.com/

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Poetry Tips: New Year's Resolutions

Last year I made a resolution to take poetry seriously and to try and get published. I was only able to publish in a small local newspaper but I also ended up joining a poetry group and forming this blog, all as a result of my New Year’s Resolution.

I would like to hear your New Year’s Resolutions for Poetry and hope that you will leave comments or send e-mails regarding your personal goals for poetry this year.

Mine are to continue writing and seeking publication, as well as to try and include more interviews in this blog. If I am able, I would like to include one interview a month, wish me luck!
Good luck on your New Year’s Resolutions, poetry related or not.

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Comstock Review Open Submissions

Open Submissions are from January 1st through March 15th so you have some time to polish and send your best. I subscribed to their journal, two issues for one year, and was very happy with it. I recommend this magazine for people who write what they mean in beautiful language full of imagery. They prefer poems to fit on one page, just as an FYI.
You may submit between 3 to 5 poems, with an SASE to:
The Comstock Review
4956 St. John Drive
Syracuse, NY 13215

http://www.comstockreview.org/howtosubmit.html


Happy submitting! Best of luck!
Please stop in tomorrow for a New Year’s Resolution edition of Poetry Tips…

Poems Linked by Poet Hound

http://www.alicebluereview.org/main.html
Union, by Arlene Ang, I love the line “a house lit by snow”

http://www.sundress.net/wickedalice/sloat.html
Snorkeling, by Sarah Sloat, for those of you who want to remember warmer weather...

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Happy New Year with David Ignatow

David Ignatow was a prolific writer with 17 books of poetry over the span of his career. He was born in Brooklyn in 1914 and was eventually employed in his father’s bookbinding business. After being poet-in-residence at several colleges including University of Kentucky, University of Kansas, and Vassar College, as well as being a professor at CUNY, he became President of the Poetry Society of America from 1980-84. Mr. Ignatow passed away in 1997 and I was fortunate enough to pick up a collection of his work titled at my ease: uncollected poems of the fifties and sixties from BOA Editions published in 1998. This collection is about life in its plainest form, almost pessimistic but still has hope and the possibility of waking up to a brighter morning. These poems are good for anyone feeling apprehension for the new year. The information about David Ignatow was provided by this volume of work and more can be found at Poets.org and Poetry Foundation using the links below:

http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/777

http://poetryfoundation.org/archive/poet.html?id=3396

I wasn’t able to obtain permission from BOA editions in time post his poems in their entirety but I will an excerpt from his poem “Resolved:”


Do you love?
Then you are wretched:
you have been hitched
to a plow, the ground
is hard and dry. ….
…
Pride returns
in the knowledge of your achievement.
It is possible to be happy.



I also love his poem “The Jobholder” as there are days for many of us where we feel the same way. He describes the mundane cycle of boarding the bus to go to work, disembarking to return home, and waiting for his turn to die. In this sense it is almost too dismal to take as concrete fact that this is how Mr. Ignatow lives. Surely, something interesting lies around the next corner. In his preface written in 1994 for this book he explains how he wishes his audience to read these poems and feel pleasure and relief. Perhaps he means that by reading his work we will know that life isn’t always so full of mundane, negative, or painful things and that it is time to embrace life for all of its ups and downs. That is how I view these poems, and hope you have some thoughts on them as well if you get a chance to read him.
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Web Del Sol

This site is all about poetry on the web, and provides many useful links and news articles related to poetry. Check it out below at:

http://www.webdelsol.com/IBPC/index.htm

Thanks for dropping in, help me ring in the new year with another poet who is no longer…

Philip Levine's A Simple Truth

First let me say I have a hard time finding ways to ask permission to post an entire poem, so therefore I cannot enlighten you as much as I would like to Levine’s poems. Philip Levine was born in Detroit, Michigan in 1928. He has won the Pulitzer Prize, the National Book Award, and several other prizes for his work. The link below provides more detailed information about him and poems to read as well as an Audio Clip so you can listen to his poem. Levine is another poet whom I enjoy because he says what he means while making the language beautiful. You don’t have to find hidden meanings unless you want to, some poems are deep and some are just a breath of fresh air. I picked up his book The Simple Truth published in 1994 by Alfred A. Knopf. In this book, one of my favorite poems is “Ask For Nothing” in which he describes going on a walk in the evenings. This is a simple enough subject but I happen to love long walks in the countryside and no longer live where that is possible and he captures the feelings, sights, and sounds perfectly. Here is a short excerpt from “Ask For Nothing:”

Behind you the windows of the town
blink on and off, the houses close down;
ahead the voices fade like music
over deep water, and then are gone;

Please click the link below to find out more and certainly look for his work while you are out and about in your daily busy life. He will remind you to take a breath and see the wonderful things that greet you every day.

http://www.poets.org/poet.php/prmPID/19

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