Monday, April 07, 2025
Touch the Donkey : new interviews with J-T Kelly, Jennifer Firestone, Austin Miles + Alice Burdick,
Interviews with contributors to the first forty-three issues (more than two hundred and seventy-four interviews to date) remain online, including: Henry Gould, Leesa Dean, Tom Jenks, Sandra Doller, Scott Inniss, John Levy, Taylor Brown, Grant Wilkins, Lori Anderson Moseman, russell carisse, Ariana Nadia Nash, Wanda Praamsma, Michael Harman, Terri Witek, Laynie Browne, Noah Berlatsky, Robyn Schelenz, Andy Weaver, Dessa Bayrock, Anselm Berrigan, Alana Solin, Michael Betancourt, Monty Reid, Heather Cadsby, R Kolewe, Samuel Amadon, Meghan Kemp-Gee, Miranda Mellis, kevin mcpherson eckhoff and Kimberley Dyck, Junie Désil, Micah Ballard, Devon Rae, Barbara Tomash, Ben Meyerson, Pam Brown, Shane Kowalski, Kathy Lou Schultz, Hilary Clark, Ted Byrne, Garrett Caples, Brenda Coultas, Sheila Murphy, Chris Turnbull and Elee Kraljii Gardiner, Stuart Ross, Leah Sandals, Tamara Best, Nathan Austin, Jade Wallace, Monica Mody, Barry McKinnon, Katie Naughton, Cecilia Stuart, Benjamin Niespodziany, Jérôme Melançon, Margo LaPierre, Sarah Pinder, Genevieve Kaplan, Maw Shein Win, Carrie Hunter, Lillian Nećakov, Nate Logan, Hugh Thomas, Emily Brandt, David Buuck, Jessi MacEachern, Sue Bracken, Melissa Eleftherion, Valerie Witte, Brandon Brown, Yoyo Comay, Stephen Brockwell, Jack Jung, Amanda Auerbach, IAN MARTIN, Paige Carabello, Emma Tilley, Dana Teen Lomax, Cat Tyc, Michael Turner, Sarah Alcaide-Escue, Colby Clair Stolson, Tom Prime, Bill Carty, Christina Vega-Westhoff, Robert Hogg, Simina Banu, MLA Chernoff, Geoffrey Olsen, Douglas Barbour, Hamish Ballantyne, JoAnna Novak, Allyson Paty, Lisa Fishman, Kate Feld, Isabel Sobral Campos, Jay MillAr, Lisa Samuels, Prathna Lor, George Bowering, natalie hanna, Jill Magi, Amelia Does, Orchid Tierney, katie o’brien, Lily Brown, Tessa Bolsover, émilie kneifel, Hasan Namir, Khashayar Mohammadi, Naomi Cohn, Tom Snarsky, Guy Birchard, Mark Cunningham, Lydia Unsworth, Zane Koss, Nicole Raziya Fong, Ben Robinson, Asher Ghaffar, Clara Daneri, Ava Hofmann, Robert R. Thurman, Alyse Knorr, Denise Newman, Shelly Harder, Franco Cortese, Dale Tracy, Biswamit Dwibedy, Emily Izsak, Aja Couchois Duncan, José Felipe Alvergue, Conyer Clayton, Roxanna Bennett, Julia Drescher, Michael Cavuto, Michael Sikkema, Bronwen Tate, Emilia Nielsen, Hailey Higdon, Trish Salah, Adam Strauss, Katy Lederer, Taryn Hubbard, Michael Boughn, David Dowker, Marie Larson, Lauren Haldeman, Kate Siklosi, robert majzels, Michael Robins, Rae Armantrout, Stephanie Strickland, Ken Hunt, Rob Manery, Ryan Eckes, Stephen Cain, Dani Spinosa, Samuel Ace, Howie Good, Rusty Morrison, Allison Cardon, Jon Boisvert, Laura Theobald, Suzanne Wise, Sean Braune, Dale Smith, Valerie Coulton, Phil Hall, Sarah MacDonell, Janet Kaplan, Kyle Flemmer, Julia Polyck-O’Neill, A.M. O’Malley, Catriona Strang, Anthony Etherin, Claire Lacey, Sacha Archer, Michael e. Casteels, Harold Abramowitz, Cindy Savett, Tessy Ward, Christine Stewart, David James Miller, Jonathan Ball, Cody-Rose Clevidence, mwpm, Andrew McEwan, Brynne Rebele-Henry, Joseph Mosconi, Douglas Barbour and Sheila Murphy, Oliver Cusimano, Sue Landers, Marthe Reed, Colin Smith, Nathaniel G. Moore, David Buuck, Kate Greenstreet, Kate Hargreaves, Shazia Hafiz Ramji, Erín Moure, Sarah Swan, Buck Downs, Kemeny Babineau, Ryan Murphy, Norma Cole, Lea Graham, kevin mcpherson eckhoff, Oana Avasilichioaei, Meredith Quartermain, Amanda Earl, Luke Kennard, Shane Rhodes, Renée Sarojini Saklikar, Sarah Cook, François Turcot, Gregory Betts, Eric Schmaltz, Paul Zits, Laura Sims, Stephen Collis, Mary Kasimor, Billy Mavreas, damian lopes, Pete Smith, Sonnet L’Abbé, Katie L. Price, a rawlings, Suzanne Zelazo, Helen Hajnoczky, Kathryn MacLeod, Shannon Maguire, Sarah Mangold, Amish Trivedi, Lola Lemire Tostevin, Aaron Tucker, Kayla Czaga, Jason Christie, Jennifer Kronovet, Jordan Abel, Deborah Poe, Edward Smallfield, ryan fitzpatrick, Elizabeth Robinson, nathan dueck, Paige Taggart, Christine McNair, Stan Rogal, Jessica Smith, Nikki Sheppy, Kirsten Kaschock, Lise Downe, Lisa Jarnot, Chris Turnbull, Gary Barwin, Susan Briante, derek beaulieu, Megan Kaminski, Roland Prevost, Emily Ursuliak, j/j hastain, Catherine Wagner, Susanne Dyckman, Susan Holbrook, Julie Carr, David Peter Clark, Pearl Pirie, Eric Baus, Pattie McCarthy, Camille Martin and Gil McElroy.
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Sunday, April 06, 2025
12 or 20 (second series) questions with Jane Shi
Jane Shi [photo credit: Joy Gyamfi] is a poet, writer, and organizer living on the occupied, stolen, and unceded territories of the xʷməθkʷəy̓əm (Musqueam), Skwxwú7mesh (Squamish), and səlil̓ilw̓ətaʔɬ (Tsleil-Waututh) peoples. Her debut poetry collection is echolalia echolalia (Brick Books, 2024). She wants to live in a world where love is not a limited resource, land is not mined, hearts are not filched, and bodies are not violated.
1 - How did your first book or chapbook change your life? How does your most recent work compare to your previous? How does it feel different?
I wrote and published my chapbook Leaving Chang’e on Read (Rahila’s Ghost Press, 2022) and then my full-length collection echolalia echolalia (Brick Books, 2024) during the pandemic, so the idea of poetry ‘changing my life’ makes me laugh. I’m mostly stunned that people want to read my work. And I’m also surprised that no one is voraciously tearing it apart the way I sometimes imagine people doing in my head. Which is to say I think seeing people’s kindness and appreciation for poetry and creativity is heartening in an otherwise disillusioning world.
For me, from a young age, poetry was a source of escape, coded wordplay to dissociate into and hide behind. I’m learning to lean into poetry’s relationality, sociality, and sense of responsibility more as I write more seriously and expansively.
I would say echolalia echolalia sprouted from Leaving Chang’e on Read in an organic way. Many poems from the latter are in the former. I had a really great experience working with Mallory Tater and Brandi Bird at Rahila’s Ghost Press; their insights into my poems helped me prepare for my full-length for sure.
I enjoyed the space a full-length collection offers. The other month at my book launch, one of my first readers, poet Beni Xiao, reminded me that my first drafts of echolalia echolalia was significantly longer. My editor at Brick Books, Phoebe Wang, helped me cut things down. She said that she’s more of a minimalist compared to me, and that was intriguing. I have a hoarding issue that I didn’t know about until a loved one pointed it out. So, I think that shows up in my poetry. I learned a lot about myself through writing both the chapbook and full-length: I guess that’s probably what changed my life the most, the internal change. In general, I feel relieved that my work is out in the world, less fearful, and more excited to be in conversation with other poets I admire.
echolalia echolalia goes deeper into things, perhaps, and talks more explicitly about the exploitation of marginalized artists, filicide of disabled children, wanting to leave this world but staying because you haven’t watched that episode of Arthur yet. I enjoyed being able to play with multitudinous forms.
I’m especially thankful that my book was able to help raise funds for different Gazan mutual aid projects via Workshops4Gaza’s bookstore at Open Books: A Poem Emporium in Seattle. Billie of Open Books—a bookstore that is poetry-only—invited me down to sign copies and it was a wonderful experience. Every person who entered the space was a poet, which was the coolest.
2 - How did you come to poetry first, as opposed to, say, fiction or non-fiction?
I have been writing poetry for most of my life, since I was eight, so it made sense to work on poetry more seriously as a first full-length book project. When I graduated from university in 2018 the first thing, I said to myself was, “I get to write poetry!! I get to write poetry!!” I remember the exact location in my former place living situation where I said this, too.
I write essays and non-fiction outside of poetry, but I felt like the things I most wanted to write about over the last few years only poetry can handle. For example, I have written about the abandonment of autistic children and reshaping language in my essay “Rewriting the Autistic Mother Tongue.” But you can use line breaks and metre and white space on the page to convey what experiencing violence from a young age feels like, and what that does to the imagination. For me, poetry is about learning to be itself, so the subject matter and the form naturally gravitate towards each other.
3 - How long does it take to start any particular writing project? Does your writing initially come quickly, or is it a slow process? Do first drafts appear looking close to their final shape, or does your work come out of copious notes?
I write all the time but the act of deciding that something is a project takes a bit more intentional effort. What I learned most out of writing a first full-length collection is that you don’t realize what you’re doing until you’re almost finished, but taking a stab at things as if you do helps you along that process.
I don’t take notes unless I’m writing longer-form essays, but I copy-paste earlier drafts somewhere else, maybe the bottom of the page or in my notes app, possibly to be lost forever. Sometimes reading poems in front of an audience helps me figure out what I need to work on, and I follow what I feel in my body as well. There are a lot of things I edit out because I didn’t enjoy how reading it made me feel. Or I notice an audience member takes to a particular line, so I highlight that in another draft. It feels very collaborative that way. And of course, if you’re not completely forgetful like I am sometimes, you acknowledge their insights and influence in your work. That’s probably why my acknowledgement section is a bajillion pages long. And I’m almost afraid to look at it for fear that I’ve forgotten to mention someone…
My not-note-taking tendencies is a bit frustrating because it makes it hard to return to drafts to figure out what I was thinking. But then it’s like, I’m creating a palimpsest with another draft, and you can see faint outlines of the earlier one. Because between the moment you wrote the first draft and the next, your perspective has changed.
4 - Where does a poem or work of fiction usually begin for you? Are you an author of short pieces that end up combining into a larger project, or are you working on a "book" from the very beginning?
I’m only more recently thinking about things in terms books. But at heart I think in terms of a collection of images and feelings, of dreams. I want those things shaped and made concrete and alive and sometimes that’s a poem and other times it’s a book. Other times it’s an essay or a meme or a doodle.
5 - Are public readings part of or counter to your creative process? Are you the sort of writer who enjoys doing readings?
I really enjoy them! A few months ago I took the time to work with spoken word poet Kay Kassirer to practice performing more. I appreciated that a lot as, in part, the pandemic has limited opportunities to read in public, and I felt out of practice. I like telling jokes between my poems and making people laugh. Readings can be public spiritual acts and acts calling for rebellion and change.
6 - Do you have any theoretical concerns behind your writing? What kinds of questions are you trying to answer with your work? What do you even think the current questions are?
I’ve talked a lot about this with my friend shō yamagushiku. I noticed, when I was reading his book shima, that a lot of the collection takes place outside, whereas a lot of my book takes place inside. It feels like the questions my poems are concerned with are related to what happens behind closed doors, what gets hidden in plain sight. I tend to write about the bigger, external things in essays. The mundane, household things that appear in my work make me think that my poems are listening for the secrets of everyday objects and what they eavesdrop and collect along the way. So maybe, on some psychic level, my poems are concerned with what everyday things can teach us about ourselves.
Intimacy with interior spaces is also a gendered, disabled experience. So, animating disabled queer interiority feels like a huge concern in my work, one that hopefully reminds us that the revolution starts at home (as the book about intimate violence within activist communities suggests) and that we sometimes need to teach ourselves (or reparent ourselves) how to do it.
7 – What do you see the current role of the writer being in larger culture? Do they even have one? What do you think the role of the writer should be?
A few words that come to mind are noticing, tending, interjecting, remembering, and dreaming. Writers are assassinated for telling the truth about the state of the world. They often play the role of ringing an alarm and dousing cold water on us when it’s needed. Writers can be dangerous to empire, or they can choose to serve it.
A few months ago, I learned from WAWOG Toronto that of all the arrests for protesting genocide in this country, literary events have had the most proportionately speaking. So, I think writers around me, those I want to align myself with, are doing the work of redefining what writing ought to do. That’s seen as dangerous by the powers that be.
If nothing else I think writers ought to write to free themselves or imagine a way to do so, and to consider who else they’re freeing in their work. June Jordan says it beautifully: “Good poems can interdict a suicide, rescue a love affair, and build a revolution in which speaking and listening to somebody becomes the first and last purpose to every social encounter.”
8 - Do you find the process of working with an outside editor difficult or essential (or both)?
I really enjoy working with an editor. I enjoy disagreeing with someone and knowing why and knowing why something lands in a different way than I intended. Editors also help you recognize the things you’re doing and how they are or aren’t aligned with your vision.
The thing I enjoy the most (while also finding it terrifying) is to be read intimately. For example, earlier on in the editorial process, Phoebe pointed out the speaker in my poems have had a hard life. I was very confused when I heard her say it: Don’t most people have a hard life? Why would I write poetry if I had an easy one? But that comment prompted me to put a line about having a hard life in my poem “Catalogues of Tearing.” Others reflecting what you’re doing is crucial to the writing process.
9 - What is the best piece of advice you've heard (not necessarily given to you directly)?
Wayde Compton says that your writing is often wiser than yourself. I think that helps me let go of control and needing to understand what I’m doing all the time.
10 - What kind of writing routine do you tend to keep, or do you even have one? How does a typical day (for you) begin?
I start my day by topping up eSims. They’re electronic sim cards we’ve been sending to people in Gaza since December through the Crips for eSims for Gaza project that I began with Alice Wong and Leah Lakshmi-Piepzna Samarasinha. I feel uneasy having a writing routine when there are multiple ongoing genocides and crises impacting people around the world, including locally. But I write all the time anyway. It’s just that right now, my routine looks a little different, and I pour more of my time into these organizing projects and write towards them.
For example, in my essay, “When the Poem is a Spreadsheet: Joining Us in #ConnectingGaza,” I weave doing this organizing work with thinking through the role of poetry and the role of writers in the world. Weaving disparate parts together is a poet’s work, and it’s also the work of engineers, and I found it moving to think about the role of engineers and poets in tandem. I had intended to complete this essay months earlier. But for better or for worse, I hadn’t really processed what we were doing fully and needed time to prepare logistics. I felt the responsibility and inadequacy of weaving my experiences into urgent mutual aid work of thousands of people and their families. I also, in the process, taught myself how to write an instruction manual and likely have way more to learn. That’s a totally different genre than poetry!
I often write later in the day, usually at night, when things are quieter, when my brain is overactive. I also write down my dreams first thing in the morning.
11 - When your writing gets stalled, where do you turn or return for (for lack of a better word) inspiration?
I wouldn’t say my writing is ever stalled but would say there are times when my heart, body, mind, and spirit aren’t aligned or speaking to one another. Or because of life, trauma, hardships, they don’t feel settled or still enough to focus on writing.
Sometimes when I read earlier drafts, I see that I was processing lots of anger and resentment and shame that I didn’t know I was feeling. Those drafts are still important because they teach me something about what I was feeling at the time. On the contrary to ‘writer’s block,’ I struggle with wanting to share every thought I have with the world; I think that’s partly because I grew up with the Internet. In a lot of ways, a writing practice is more about creating a filter for my blabbermouth-brain, scaffolding my voice with intention.
When I struggle to read, I often turn to film or music. I write Letterboxed reviews of nearly every film I see.
12 - What fragrance reminds you of home?
Sesame oil.
13 - David W. McFadden once said that books come from books, but are there any other forms that influence your work, whether nature, music, science or visual art?
In echolalia echolalia, I bring in Jia Zhangke films, the film Arrival, the bands I used to listen to as a teenager (that, apparently, teenagers still listen to!), Twitter polls, Matthew Wong paintings, cartoons, video games, and TikTok videos. As Rebecca Salazar suggests in their blurb of echolalia echolalia, the poems are chronically online. The Internet is a place that my work inhabits intimately. Existing on the Internet as a preteen in the early 2000s is a specific experience that feels important to document.
14 - What other writers or writings are important for your work, or simply your life outside of your work?
I was deeply influenced by reading José Saramago growing up and likely wouldn’t have become a more experimental poet with an eye for satire were not for reading Vladimir Nabokov and Chuck Palahniuk in those years as well. In the last few years: Theresa Hak Kyung Cha’s Dictee; Terese Marie Mailhot’s Heart Berries; the writings of Kai Cheng Thom, Cyrée Jarelle Johnson, Jody Chan, Beni Xiao, Leah Lakshmi Piepzna-Samarasinha, Alice Wong, Lucia Lorenzi, bell hooks, Rita Wong, Mercedes Eng, Christina Sharpe, and Dionne Brand, etc. These days I’m also reading Octavia E. Butler, Wendy Trevino, June Jordan, and Rasha Abdulhadi.
15 - What would you like to do that you haven't yet done?
So many things! I want to try writing short stories and speculative fiction. One day I’ll try my hand at a film.
16 - If you could pick any other occupation to attempt, what would it be? Or, alternately, what do you think you would have ended up doing had you not been a writer?
I wanted to be a therapist as a younger person but realized, after working briefly in social services, that I couldn’t stomach the exploitative landscape of psychological and psychiatric institutions.
I suspect I could have gone into film-editing or visual arts.
17 - What made you write, as opposed to doing something else?
As silly as it sounds, I’m not a painter because it’s expensive to get your own studio and I’m not great at cleaning up a physical mess. I’m also a touch sensitive to scent. The tech aspect of filmmaking also feels daunting in a way that opening a Word doc isn’t. Writing, on its own, feels like I can do anywhere and anytime. Writing is painting with words, cinematography with language.
18 - What was the last great book you read? What was the last great film?
I recently finished reading The Dispossessed by Ursula K. Le Guin. Reading about Le Guin talk about her opposition to the Vietnam War… this novel feels like it could have been written today.
Tokyo Godfathers is a gorgeous portrait of family and the interconnectedness of neighbours. One of the best Christmas films.
19 - What are you currently working on?
I’ve been thinking about what it takes to not just observe and witness injustice but confront power and end systems of domination. What makes it possible for people to fight back collectively? What problems do we inherit from our ancestors in that work and what problems do we replicate in our attempts at liberatory action? How can we build towards liberatory futures? I’m working on different ways to write about that and think through those questions.
Saturday, April 05, 2025
Juliana Spahr, Ars Poeticas
my review of Juliana Spahr's Ars Poeticas (Wesleyan University Press, 2025) is now online at periodicities: a journal of poetry and poetics.
Friday, April 04, 2025
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Thursday, April 03, 2025
12 or 20 (second series) questions with Melora Wolff
Melora Wolff’s work has appeared in publications such as Brick, the New York Times, the Normal School Best American Fantasy, Speculative Nonfiction, the Southern Review, and Every Father’s Daughter: 24 Women Writers Remember Their Fathers. Her work has received multiple Notable Essay of the Year citations from Best American Essays and Special Mentions in Nonfiction in the Pushcart Prizes. She is director creative writing at Skidmore College in Saratoga Springs, New York.
How does your most recent work compare to your previous? How does it feel different?
My new book Bequeath is a memoir in essays, a collection of personal pieces I’ve published over many years. So, there are variations in the essays’ styles and forms, but together, they tell a sustained story about my family’s past and about the vanished city of Manhattan in the 1970s, my coming-of-age years. The book explores family bequests of myths and artifacts that get passed along from one generation to another. People die, leave ideas, objects, and footprints behind in the snow or sand, and all those ghost-prints mean something—but what? The narrator—the persona of me, at various points—uses both imagination and memory to sort it all out. In essays, I’m always reckoning with the effects of memory and imagination in truth-telling. My previous short book, The Parting, published by the now shuttered Shires Press, is a collection of published prose poems, a similar book thematically, but with many more dreamscapes and fantasies. And both books depict moments of transformation, when realities start to morph into something else, something “other.” I love how certain styles can deliver solid facts in ways that feel mysterious, eccentric, even magical, so I hope that the books have that approach in common.
How did you come to non-fiction first, as opposed to, say, fiction or poetry?
When I first started writing seriously, I was a university sophomore enrolled in Fiction workshops, led by the late poetic postmodern novelist John Hawkes. His teaching was an intense, festive inspiration for a lot of young writers. Thanks to his mentoring, I continued as a fiction writer, and yet I also loved and wrote first-person narratives, and my short stories always leaned obviously—yearningly, really-- toward personal writing, memoirish tales. I discovered my personal essays by writing autofiction in graduate school. Now my essays—all of them factual—do use some techniques of fiction. People have told me that reading Bequeath feels like reading essays and short stories simultaneously. I’m glad the book lives in some happy marital space between fiction and nonfiction. And two great poets also influenced me deeply as teachers and as writers, Agha Shahid Ali and Galway Kinnell. My biggest love is language, really, not genre, so I continue to write and read fiction, nonfiction, poetry, prose poems, hybrid works.
How long does it take to start any particular writing project? Does your writing initially come quickly, or is it a slow process? Do first drafts appear looking close to their final shape, or does your work come out of copious notes?
It takes me a long time to commit myself to an idea, but when I do, work comes very quickly. Suddenly I’ll just see a pattern or a connection that makes an essay complete in my mind and I usually draft a full essay in one sitting, re-writing sentences as I go. Then I work the sentences over and over obsessively, so that takes a while!
Where does a work of prose usually begin for you? Are you an author of short pieces that end up combining into a larger project, or are you working on a "book" from the very beginning?
For me, writing often begins with a sudden image or with a connection that happens in my head in a nearly audible flash. And then I have to start writing. The title essay of Bequeath, for instance, came to me suddenly at an exhibit in El Museo del Barrio in New York while I was looking at the artworks of Raphael Montaňez Ortiz. I saw the shape of the whole essay, for some reason. It’s an alchemy that can happen when you look at fascinating art sometimes—images beget more images. Another essay came to me entirely on a train in the instant a certain stranger passed by me in the aisle and I drafted the whole thing before the train arrived at the destination. Of course, some pieces take much longer, even years, like the essay “Fall of the Winter Palace,” which went through many versions. Gradually, work accumulates into a book with one voice.
Are public readings part of or counter to your creative process? Are you the sort of writer who enjoys doing readings?
Yes, I enjoy giving and attending readings. I like seeing everyone all out together for a word concert. Story-telling, poetry—it’s all born of oral traditions, so readings continue that history.
Do you have any theoretical concerns behind your writing? What kinds of questions are you trying to answer with your work? What do you even think the current questions are?
I don’t sit down to write with any theoretical concerns in mind, but I discover concerns while I write. Many of my essays explore power struggles between men and women, the legacies of expected gender roles, different forms of violence and vulnerability. I’m always exploring the implications of truth, lies, and memory in inherited stories. I’m interested by all those intimate, urgent questions that keep you up at night, especially, what’s going to happen next? Hidden questions that you hear in the dark are really useful because it’s the intimate, unanswerable ones that make you want to keep reading and revising your own inscrutable life, learning its story a little better by letting it burn on the pages, even if it hurts, which it often does.
Do you find the process of working with an outside editor difficult or essential (or both)?
Essential. Editors can talk you through an idea and a paragraph, they can see a bigger picture very well and reflect it back. Good editors feel the rhythm and heart of a sentence and a story and a sensibility, and can help writers to feel them more completely too. Good editors know how to stir the waters for dislodging even deeper, clearer words. Most writers have very rude inner-editors—sometimes they’re too harsh, or too lazy, or too noisy—and professional editors can intervene in the scuffles that sometimes break out between a writer and their inner-editor.
What is the best piece of advice you've heard (not necessarily given to you directly)?
At this point—and I’m hoping to have another couple of decades to decide—three things come to mind. Never say ‘I told you so.’ Shake off despair. Love your own space.
What kind of writing routine do you tend to keep, or do you even have one? How does a typical day (for you) begin?
My days begin with coffee and a drive to my office on the college campus where I teach. I don’t keep a daily writing routine, and I admire those that do. I write when I can and keep notebooks on hand all the time for ideas that come to me during the busy days. Sometimes my creative self really wants all my attention at an impossible moment, and notes are one way I can notice thoughts that become essays later on. For me, there’s usually at least one long walk in the woods—preferably through snow drifts--literally, before I write a final draft.
When your writing gets
stalled, where do you turn or return for (for lack of a better word)
inspiration?
I re-read my favorite authors, re-read their language, some in translation, that I know thrills me—like the prose of Polish author Bruno Schulz. Just reading a paragraph or a few sentences by Schulz in his collections Cinnamon Shops and Sanatorium Under the Sign of The Hourglass, his ecstatic flights of mythic imagination, and I know I’m back in touch with the physical, swooning feeling of a meaningful relationship with language. I need to push myself to fall back in love with words. And walking through an art gallery, seeing the fabulous ways that visual artists speak through images can get creative energy moving again too, light some spark.
What was your last Hallowe'en costume?
I think I was a mouse with big furry ears. Or maybe I was a Frosted Flakes Cereal box. And I was a child, I should add. In actuality, not in costume.
If you could pick any other occupation to attempt, what would it be? Or, alternately, what do you think you would have ended up doing had you not been a writer?
If I hadn’t become a writer, I would have been a singer. I grew up in a family of musicians and singers, and music was usually playing or being played--Broadway scores, jazz, Gilbert and Sullivan, cabaret tunes, pop and folk hits. There’s been an opera singer in my family, and a sax player, and two light opera singers, and two pianists. Someone was always in rehearsal or dashing for a show or a gig or a concert or a lesson. Growing up, I loved listening to Ella Fitzgerald, Nina Simone, Judy Garland, Blossom Dearie--all those fantastic female voices. Singing is emotional and physical, a full body workout in a way that writing—in my experience—isn’t, so I hope singing is my life and career in the multi-verse.
What made you write, as opposed to doing something else?
Words are natural companions and I love them all for it.
What was the last great book you read? What was the last great film?
I’ve read a lot of wonderful books in the past months—The Empusium, by Olga Tokarczuk, The Third Realm by Karl Ove Knausgaard, Michael Ondaatje’s new poetry volume, A Year of Last Things, Carol Mavor’s book of essays about objects and art, Serendipity. I finally read The Invention of Morel by Alfred Bioy Casares and was amazed by its imaginative structure and pathos. I think Edward Berger’s 2022 version of All Quiet on the Western Front is a great film.
What would you like to do
that you haven't yet done?
Swim with a dolphin. Play fiddle in an Irish pub. See the stained-glass windows of Notre Dame. Hug a collie puppy. Sip champagne in a Prague café. Meet Edgar Allan Poe and have a long chat with him about hypnagogic visions. Learn how to throw a pot, blow glass, play the cello, speak Gaelic, sing harmony without effort, grow roses, climb an apple tree, waltz with someone who really knows how to waltz, live near a country church, see the Northern Lights from a fjord, and grow old happily.
Wednesday, April 02, 2025
Imani Elizabeth Jackson, FLAG
And what of flags? I
refuse the immediate meaning. I wrestle the word down to the ground and find
life seeping up. Wild iris, march herb calamus, fabric signal, the tail of some
dogs, the tail of some deer, something rippling or wagging, object for attraction,
stone suitable for pavement, to lay such stones, they say it’s for allegiance,
my aunt thinks skin, I’m looking to a porous and fluid border, where the
boundary cracks and green pours through, herb to mouth, to quilt to stone,
water tucking into the bends, all this motion fills in! to flag or hang loose,
to tire, decline, to hail, raise a concern, lost steadiness, oh love, greening
earth, to mark for remembrance and return.
The first full-length collection by American poet Imani Elizabeth Jackson, following the chapbooks Context for arboreal exchanges (Belladonna*, 2023) and saltsitting (g l o s s, 2020) as well as the co-authored (as mouthfeel) Consider the tongue with S*an D. Henry-Smith (Paper Machine, 2019), is FLAG (Brooklyn NY: Futurepoem, 2024), a striking collection of prose lyric that writes on boundaries, borders and history, elements that read a bit more charged during the current geopolitical climate. “Sometimes there are no words or / the words simply are not the right / ones.” she writes, as part of the opening section. “Or sometimes the words don’t / match, or they jumble. It’s okay, it’s / alright, it’s all flow. Flow, flow, flow.”
Set in six sections—“Untitled,” “Land mouth,” “The Black Bettys,” “One wild blue day,” “Flag” and “Slow coups”—each section rides an unfolding, an unfurling, of accumulations set as individual prose blocks, allowing the music of these lyric narratives a kind of propulsion. As she offers as part of the first section: “It bears repeating that Toni Morrison / said all water has a perfect memory / and is forever trying to get back / to where it was. Writers are like / that: remembering where we were, / what valley we ran through, what / the banks were like, the light that / was there and the route back to / our original place.” She writes of history, slavery and arrival, and the ongoing impacts of that history, little of which has been properly acknowledged by the descendants of the perpetrators. “Certain facts stand.” Or, further on: “Some of us can be traced by how we / arrived—which way up or down. Some / of us don’t remember. Simply can’t.”
Moving from American border space through “Louisiana and Mississippi,” south to Guyana and the “Meeting of Waters in Brazil,” Jackson’s text is lively, powerful and performative; bearing an incredible weight with a music and craft that provides such a quality of light. I would suspect such a collection equally comfortable on the stage as it is on the page, and an adaptation for the theatre wouldn’t be impossible to imagine. Composed through an array of short narrative bursts that string and sing together to form something greater, Jackson’s FLAG articulates a conversation around borders and depictions, notions of country and self-description, and how often that narrative contradicts, and so often at the expense of the very populace they claim to protect. FLAG weaves a variety of histories, music and story, providing an incredible collage-effect of fierce intensity. This is a remarkable book.
Clear Rock’s recording
ambles at a slow pace, slower than Leadbelly’s,
slower than the version
of it popularized by the late-1970s band Ram
Jam, whose rendition made
them a one hit wonder. Was it slow work
Clear Rock did on the
chain gang—lifting the axe, swinging the axe,
felling the trees—despite
the rush of the whip. (“The Black Bettys”)