Tuesday, December 04, 2018

Ongoing notes: the ottawa small press book fair (part two,


[Sacha Archer of Burlington, Ontario's Simulacrum Press and Michael e. Casteels of Kingston's Puddles of Sky Press]

Here’s another batch of items I picked up at the most recent ottawa small press book fair [see part one of this list here; see the list from the prior fair here]; and you saw I’m doing same recently as well from similar gatherings from the  Toronto’s Meet the Presses [see my most recent post on such here]?

Ottawa ON: From coven editions comes the wee anthology CONJURATION (2018), a collection of “micropoems” by Terry Abrahams, Allison Armstrong, Manahil Bandukwala, Frances Boyle, Conyer Clayton, Alessia Di Cesare, Amanda Earl and Hollow River.

thinking of colour

gets me
into the clay of an eastern
river a stagnant relationship
a stomach turned a fast moving
train away from Paris the little
dogs the sandwiches I don’t remember
whether there were sugar cubes
drowning in wormwood (Amanda Earl)

I’m eager to see if coven furthers their exploration of the short poem, charmed by this small publication of curiosities, after seeing similar, ongoing offerings by presses such as Puddles of Sky, Proper Tales and Apt. 9 Press. Clearly, coven’s concerns are of an entirely different flavor (as different publishers should be), a perspective on the short, dense lyric I would like to see more of.

A Breach in the Circle

And imagine if
I could love someone else now?
If the fairy ring could break open,
and I could be genuine in my reach
for a realm without you.
I’d walk in holy,
having dipped you out of rosemary,
sharing a lesson in healing
with sweetness; Sweetness,
in this stretch, I am no longer his. (Alessia Di Cesare)

Guelph ON: From PS Guelph comes Candace De Taeye’s small book ROE (2015). I’m quite taken with the simplicity of the covers from PS Guelph, usually a single image that appears hand-stamped. ROE is named for, as the acknowledgments offers, Roenigk, the author’s first child, and the small collection explores travel, pregnancy, family and childbirth, working through those first few stages of newness through first-person lyric. As she writes in the poem “Matrotrophy ii”: “It’s an ache on the chest / and a leaking. A whole / new empathy nesting you / in this impossibly soft / dough. Kneaded by your / knees inside. / Shrinking / back as you eat me up.”

Machhapuchchhre

            Fishtail mountain as seen from Annapurna Base Camp.

Get up every hour to breathe.
Get up every hour to pee.

Just to see the radiant sunrise light.

Pregnancy dreams are startingly similar to altitude dreams
on the mountain that used to be too sacred to be touched
by women.

My guide has walked up this mountain dozens of times.
One morning we talk sex and gender over kefir and biscuits.
Pause whenever men pass by.

Monday, December 03, 2018

12 or 20 (second series) questions with Wendy Trevino


Wendy Trevino was born and raised in the Rio Grande Valley of South Texas. She lives in San Francisco, where she shares an apartment with her boyfriend, friend & two senior cats. She has published chapbooks with Perfect Lovers Press, Commune Editions and Krupskaya Books. Brazilian no es una raza – a bilingual edition of the chapbook she published with Commune Editions – was published by the feminist Mexican press Enjambre Literario in July 2018. Her first book-length collection of poems, Cruel Fiction, was published by Commune Editions in September 2018. Wendy is not an experimental writer. 

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?

My first chapbook (128-131) came about in large part after my life changed in some pretty dramatic ways: I had been “radicalized.” I had broken up with my husband, after being with him a decade. I had made dozens of new friends. I had even participated in a conference about revolution &/or poetry. So whatever changes came after the publication of my first chapbook, they weren’t significant enough to really cause me to notice.

Cruel Fiction is my first book-length collection of poetry. Unlike my first chapbook, it is mostly serial sonnets—60 comprise the last 2 sections of the book. The first section, however, takes its title from my first chapbook (128-131). Still, there are only a few poems from my first chapbook that made it into the book—of course, 1 of them is the titular poem (pretty much) “From Santa Rita: 128-131,” which is a list poem about a couple of days in a jail after being arrested at a demonstration with 400 other people.

The poems in my first chapbook were mostly poems I’d written over the course of less than a year (January 2012 – November 2012), whereas in my first book-length collection, the poems were written over the course of 10 years—mostly between January 2012 & December 2017. The book definitely feels more “finished,” the ideas / interests more “developed” / thought out.

2 - How did you come to poetry first, as opposed to, say, fiction or non-fiction?

I hate to admit that my answer to this would be less than truthful if it didn’t include the sentence: I’d met a man. It’s not uncommon for a young woman to finally be able to believe in her own ability to do something when she ends up with a man whose ability to do that same thing she believes in. Of course, I didn’t know that then.

So, yes, there was this man who I started seeing & he started writing poetry not too long after we started seeing each other. I’d wanted to write for a long time before that, but I didn’t know what I wanted to write. I had been a double-major in Philosophy & Political Science & I wanted to write about the things I studied (as opposed to telling stories), but I knew the essay wasn’t the right form for me. Essays made me too nervous—they still do. Looking at the poetry my ex would bring home—poetry seemed flexible enough that I started to think I might be able to figure out something / a way of writing with / through it.

Also, when I started writing poetry, I dreaded nothing more than having to look for a 9-5 job. I was hoping I could get into an MFA program & get at least 2 years to read books & write, which sounded a lot better than service work or an office job.

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?

So far ideas for projects have come to me suddenly & a good chunk of the writing has come shortly / quickly after the idea. For example, when I started writing the sonnets that make up “BRAZILIAN IS NOT A RACE,” the first 15 sonnets (out of 30) came within a couple of weeks—all looking very close to what they would look like when I finished the project (30 sonnets) 6 months later. The last 15 sonnets, however, didn’t come together quite so quickly. Well, 16-23 came quickly (over a week or so a few months after the first 15), but then 23-30—I’d write a sonnet pretty quickly & then decide not to use it & then write another sonnet—again, pretty quickly—& decide not to use it & so on. I don’t know how I came to feel confident in the 15 sonnets I chose for the second half of that sonnet sequence, but I did.

In general, though, poems come to me quickly & almost in their “finished” form. When I do edit a poem, there tend to be few edits. There are a couple of exceptions, but that’s mostly how it is.

4 - Where does a poem 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, a poem usually begins with a problem. Actually, there are typically 2 problems. The first is almost always that I am scheduled to do a reading & need (new) material. The second is often some social phenomenon or social dynamic I’ve observed that I don’t but want to understand.

I haven’t been able to think beyond a 30-sonnet serial poem—& even that I’ve only managed to do once. To be very honest, it has mostly been editors (in 3 out of 4 chapbooks & 2 out of 2 books) who I’ve (known &) trusted to combine shorter pieces of mine into a larger project.

5 - Are public readings part of or counter to your creative process? Are you the sort of writer who enjoys doing readings?

Readings are 1 of the 2 main reasons I write—I appreciate them for that, otherwise I find them very difficult to be a part of. I experience “stage fright” pretty regularly. The first time I read in the Bay Area (where live & spend most of my time), I started crying & my ex had to finish reading the piece I’d written. I still get choked up during readings—almost every time. I’m not a performer, but if I don’t force myself to do it, I won’t force myself to write. I’ll just end up anxious / with writer’s block.

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?

There are things I’m obsessed with—like anti-racism & the possibility of revolution. The social phenomena & social dynamics I notice & that lead to me write are always related to one or both of these things. Sometimes I am trying to answer a question or questions I have about this or that social phenomenon &/or social dynamic, but more often I’m just trying to think through a social phenomenon &/or social dynamic that stands out to me / trying to figure out why it stands out to me / what the questions are that I want to ask about it.

7 – What do you see the current role of the writer being in larger culture? Does s/he even have one? What do you think the role of the writer should be?

If I am describing what I see as the role of the writer in the United States, I’d say there are several & that the role of the writer depends on the kind of writing they do. There are novelists & poets. There are screenwriters & writers who write for television shows. There are journalists who write for newspapers, magazines, websites. There are writers who write scholarly books & articles for publication in journals. There are playwrights. There are professional writers that write user’s manuals of all kinds. There are professional writers who write copy for advertisements & contribute to things like annual reports. There are professional writers who work in Development & write letters to donors, annual appeals & grant proposals.

I work for a nonprofit in Development & write grant proposals—that’s what pays the rent & bills. I’ve known a lot of writers who write poetry & are adjunct professors. What I’ve noticed: in general, they’re paid & treated horribly by the universities & colleges they work for. My job as a Grant Writer has so far seemed to pay a lot better & be a lot more reliable.

I would love it if people could write whatever & whenever / as much as they wanted without ever having to take on the title of “writer” & serve in that role for projects that aren’t their own & that they need to be at least somewhat permanent in order to pay their rent & bills. I guess this is also to say I wish capitalism didn’t determine so much about our culture.

8 - Do you find the process of working with an outside editor difficult or essential (or both)?

I haven’t found working with editors difficult at all, in large part because I’ve only worked with editors who I really like as people & have felt very supported by. As a matter of fact, the majority of what I’ve published wouldn’t exist without those editors. I have mostly felt too overwhelmed by the idea of putting a bunch of my writing together & calling it a chapbook or book & have needed an editor to hold my hand (so to speak) through that process, which is to say that editors have played a huge (& yes, essential) part in most of what gets recognized as my work.

9 - What is the best piece of advice you've heard (not necessarily given to you directly)?

Actually, today my boyfriend was watching something on YouTube about making films & the person speaking said something like, “You want to see what you can get away with [creatively],” in relation to movie audiences. I don’t know a lot about film-making, but I’d say, when it comes to writing, I think that’s the best advice I’ve heard.

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 try to write almost every night for the 2 weeks before I’m scheduled to read somewhere. I’m not doing that right now because I’m reading more than usual, with the recent publication of Cruel Fiction & all. I think I will probably try to write again sometime in December, when things slow down a little.

A typical day for me begins with me waking up to my cat trying to make room for himself next to me in bed. Then I sit in bed for a while & check Facebook & Twitter & then I take a shower & get ready for work & clean a little before I drive 15 minutes to “the office.”

11 - When your writing gets stalled, where do you turn or return for (for lack of a better word) inspiration?

I smoke weed & watch movies / documentaries & write whatever comes to mind while I’m watching. It’s usually bad, but I learned a long time ago that I’ve got to write a lot of bad stuff before anything good comes of it.

12 - What fragrance reminds you of home?

White Linen by Estee Lauder.

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?

I definitely feel like my books inform my books, but so does riot porn, if I’m being honest, & music & movies—especially documentaries. & collective struggle.

14 - What other writers or writings are important for your work, or simply your life outside of your work?

There’s this anonymously authored pamphlet you can find online that I keep coming back to: “Who Is Oakland?: Anti-Oppression Activism, the Politics of Safety and State Co-optation” (https://escalatingidentity.wordpress.com/2012/04/30/who-is-oakland-anti-oppression-politics-decolonization-and-the-state/). I wish everyone who cares about anti-racism would read it.

Women, Race & Class, by Angela Davis, & “Rape, Racism & the White Women’s Movement,” by Alison Edwards (http://www.sojournertruth.net/rrwwm.pdf) & “From Servitude to Service Work: Historical Continuities in the Racial Division of Paid Reproductive Labor” by Evelyn Nakano Glenn are 3 texts I wish every anti-racist feminist would read.

Black & Brown: African Americans& the Mexican Revolution, 1910-1920 by the historian Gerald Horne changed my life & I’d recommend exploring his work in general.

The Fire & the Word: A History of the Zapatista Movement by Gloria Muñoz Ramirez, which I read after Tongo Eisen-Martin recommended it to me, has been critical to my thinking about indigenous struggle.

Reading Otros Valles by Jamie Berrout in 2016 was the first time I felt truly excited about a writer coming out of the Rio Grande Valley of South Texas. Discovering the work of barrio historian Eduardo Martinez, who writes for Neta RGV, was the second. I highly recommend checking out these 2 writers.

The anonymously authored “You Can’t Shoot Us All: On the Oscar Grant Rebellions” (https://ruinsofcapital.noblogs.org/files/2014/11/youcantshootusall.pdf) is a classic.

There are entirely too many writers who are important to my work & life to name, really, but I do want to also mention the writer & translator David Rojas & all the writers involved with Enjambre Literario—but especially Brenda Navarro. David translated my chapbook “BRAZILIAN IS NOT A RACE” & an interview I did with Chris Chen “Mexican Is Not a Race” (published by The New Inquiry) into Spanish & Enjambre Literario published it in the summer. It means the world to me that Brazilian no es una raza exists & I’m so appreciative of all the work that David & Brenda & the other writers at Enjambre Literario have done to promote it.

15 - What would you like to do that you haven't yet done?

Abolish the police. Abolish prisons. Abolish the carceral state. Abolish borders.

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 would run an animal sanctuary.

17 - What made you write, as opposed to doing something else?

Best guess: I was an only child, with overprotective parents, who loved reading & sucked at competitive sports. & I had really nice handwriting, which teachers confused for a talent for storytelling so I got a lot of encouragement.

18 - What was the last great book you read? What was the last great film?

I recently re-read One With Others by CD Wright, which is a truly great book.


I can’t stop watching OJ:Made in America—that 7 hour documentary ESPN put out as part of their 30 for 30 series. I don’t think I’ve ever liked a film this much before.

19 - What are you currently working on?

I’ve been trying to write a critical response to Asad Haider’s Mistaken Identity, but my anxiety around writing essays is making It really hard.


Sunday, December 02, 2018

Allison Chisholm, On the Count of None



My Unravelling

Well, maybe I did
clamour around the subtle sense of luxury.

During the angular movement
I disfigured a sandscript [sic] scholar.

But maybe I didn’t
abandon the child prodigy
and the metabolic processes
like two drops of sadness
abundant on the teaspoon.

[Pee break.]

Our mutual decay
and your untying of my apron strings
occur each Wednesday
or when hanging from the branches.

From Kingston poet and musician Allison Chisholm comes the debut full-length On the Count of None (Anvil Press, 2018), published as the third title in Stuart Ross’ “A Feed Dog Book” imprint (an extension of his former imprint over at Mansfield Press). Following her chapbooks through Puddles of Sky Press and Proper Tales Press (The Dollhouse and On the Count of One, respectively), the poems in On the Count of None display a curiosity, odd humour and a slant perspective, occasionally providing a glimpse of something else, something far darker. As she writes in the poem “The Dollhouse” (the first of a trio of poems with this title, spread out across the collection): “The approved remedy for loneliness is / a stiffening expression, a bedfast songbird. / Somewhat by surprise, a lark, toneless as a tarantella, / enters the dollhouse in Act II / to grasp the hairpin, unsettle the cigar box.”

Composed by an incredibly deft hand, Chisholm’s poems exude a meditative calm with the occasional dark undertone, presenting descriptive offerings of various scenes, as well as a variety of horoscopes, reinforcing the possibility that her poems only wish to offer assistance; offering suggestions, but often as a distraction, as she presents you with a something entirely different.

Sagittarius (November 22-December 21)

You will find it necessary to restructure part of your day-to-day routine.

Defer to a household deity

or a small portion of humankind.

A new beginning becomes possible

when you take a quick break from the worst of the species.

This week: rediscover the relic of your youth

or some other thing

Chopped up in the kitchen.


Saturday, December 01, 2018

Arc Walk Ottawa #6 : Byward Market : curator/guide: rob mclennan

Arc Walks Ottawa is a series of guided walks based on poetry themes and capitalizing on the rich poetry history of Canada’s capital. Residents and visitors alike are welcome to join in on the walks to learn and revel in Ottawa’s poetry.

http://robmclennansindex.blogspot.com/2018/05/arc-poetry-walks-ottawa-2018.html

The sixth and final walk of this series will take place in the Byward Market on Saturday, December 8th. This walk, led by rob mclennan, will showcase the poetry of this historic neighbourhood, including sites significant to Susan McMaster, Diana Brebner, Stephanie Bolster, William Hawkins, Neil Flowers, The Vanilla Reading Series and The Vogon Reading Series, WORDFEST 1983, John Bart Gerald and Capital Slam, among others.

The walk will begin at 3:30PM outside of the National Gallery of Canada on Sussex Avenue. During the hour-long walk, participants will visit locations where they will hear about some of Ottawa’s contemporary poetry history, and hear from a special guest poet or two. Come prepared for rain or shine!

Born in Ottawa, Canada’s glorious capital city, rob mclennan currently lives in Ottawa, where he is home full-time with the two wee girls he shares with Christine McNair. The author of more than thirty trade books of poetry, fiction and non-fiction, he won the John Newlove Poetry Award in 2010, the Council for the Arts in Ottawa Mid-Career Award in 2014, and was longlisted for the CBC Poetry Prize in 2012 and 2017. In March, 2016, he was inducted into the VERSe Ottawa Hall of Honour. His most recent titles include the poetry collection How the alphabet was made (Spuyten Duyvil, 2018) and the forthcoming Household items (Salmon Poetry, 2019) and A halt, which is empty (Mansfield Press, 2019). An editor and publisher, he runs above/ground press, seventeen seconds: a journal of poetry and poetics (ottawater.com/seventeenseconds), Touch the Donkey (touchthedonkey.blogspot.com) and the Ottawa poetry pdf annual ottawater (ottawater.com). He is “Interviews Editor” at Queen Mob’s Teahouse, editor of my (small press) writing day, and an editor/managing editor of many gendered mothers. He spent the 2007-8 academic year in Edmonton as writer-in-residence at the University of Alberta, and regularly posts reviews, essays, interviews and other notices at robmclennan.blogspot.com

For any questions or concerns, contact James Moran: imigan@rogers.com