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View/Edit Don Emblen RIP

Posted April 30, 2009 5:01:09 PM

I feel very sad Don Emblen died. He was 90 years old.The Press Democrat Tuesday April 28th has a obituary (see link below). He was a wonderful poet and a great man. He was so kind to us when my friend Judy Stedman died. He printed her poetry book on his Clamshell Press in his garage, and even printed a broadside of one of her poem; and made a broadside of one of my poems, too.He also did a review of my White Lipstick Poetry book.
xo Geri

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View/Edit Susan Browne

Posted April 30, 2009 2:26:35 PM
I love Susan Browne's poetry. I save her poems to read over and over and every time I read one of her poems I get the same feeling of joy of having read a poem that leaves me content with that same feeling over and over. Geri D

BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE

Sometimes I wonder at my wife's forbearance. She's heard me tell the same stories dozens of times, and she still politely laughs when she should. Here's a poem by Susan Browne, of California, that treats an oft-told story with great tenderness.

On Our Eleventh Anniversary

You're telling that story again about your childhood,
when you were five years old and rode your blue bicycle

from Copenhagen to Espergaerde, and it was night
and snowing by the time you arrived,

and your grandparents were so relieved to see you,
because all day no one knew where you were,

you had vanished. We sit at our patio table under a faded green
umbrella, drinking wine in California's blue autumn,

red stars of roses along the fence, trellising over the roof
of our ramshackle garage. Too soon the wine glasses will be empty,

our stories told, the house covered with pine needles the wind
has shaken from the trees. Other people will live here.

We will vanish like children who traveled far in the dark,
stars of snow in their hair, riding to enchanted Espergaerde.

American Life in Poetry is made possible by The Poetry Foundation (www.poetryfoundation.org), publisher of Poetry magazine. It is also supported by the Department of English at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. Poem copyright ©2007 by Susan Browne, whose most recent book of poems is "Buddha's Dogs," Four Way Books, 2004. Poem reprinted from "Mississippi Review" Vol. 35, nos. 1-2, Spring 2007, and reprinted by permission of the author and publisher. Introduction copyright © 2009 by The Poetry Foundation. The introduction's author, Ted Kooser, served as United States Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress from 2004-2006. We do not accept unsolicited manuscripts.


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View/Edit Poetry with Ellen Bass, Laux & Millar

Posted April 24, 2009 2:33:41 AM
This workshop is one every poet should take at some time in their live. Not only is the area beautiful and the food great,all 3 of the teachers ,Dorianne Laux , Ellen Bass and Joe Millar give the students some wonderful writing prompts. All this with an ocean view,
WRITING AND KNOWING
6th Annual Poetry Workshop with
Ellen Bass, Dorianne Laux, and Joseph Millar
July 5-10, 2009
at Esalen, Big Sur, CA
What another would have done as well, do not do it.
What another would have said as well or written as well, do not say or write it.
Be faithful to that which exists nowhere but in yourself.
" Andre Gide
There is a world inside each of us that we know better than anything else, and a world outside of us that calls for our attention. Our subject matter is always right with us. The trick is to find out what we know, challenge what we know, own what we know, and then give it away in language.
We will write poems, share our writing, and hear what our work touches in others. We'll also read model poems by contemporary poets and discuss aspects of the craft. But mainly this will be a writing retreat-- time to explore and create in a supportive community. Though the focus is on poetry, prose writers who want to enrich their language will find it a fertile environment.
There is a vitality, a life-force, an energy-that is translated through you into action. And because there is only one of you in all time, this expression is unique. If you block it, it will never exist- It is not your business to determine how good it is-It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open. --Martha Graham
The focus of this workshop is on generating new poems. Dorianne, Joe and I will each give a short talk on craft to help us extend our skills.
The topics this year will be:
TRUTH AND BEAUTY--Joseph Millar: For Keats's Urn, these were one and the same. We will look at poems by various contemporary masters with a view toward discovering whether one has ascendancy over the other, and what the tensions between them might mean to our own poetics (or general beliefs about writing).

THE PERSONAL UNIVERSE - Dorianne Laux: What makes your voice your own? What makes it uniquely yours? How does a poem create a feeling of intimacy with the reader? How can we make our poems daring, distinctive, unmistakably ours? Using the poems of Ruth Stone, a poet who is adept in all these matters, as examples, we'll practice writing poems that discover and reflect our personal universe.

THE LIST POEM--Ellen Bass: Lists are irresistible. There were lists in the library of Alexandria and they've continued from the Bible to Homer, from the Elizabethans to Whitman, from Cole Porter to us. Writing a list poem can be a lot of fun because once you've got your theme, you can just keep thinking up more and more and more. We'll look at a few list poems from the past and some contemporary catalogues, learning techniques to keep the tension high and the poem alive.

Please join us if:

*You've hit a plateau in your writing and want to break through to the next level.
*You're just beginning and want to get started with supportive teachers.
*You're an experienced writer and just want a chance to learn more from the best.
*You're in a dry spell, due to lack of inspiration or time.
*You love to write and want a gorgeous, inspiring retreat.
Although the emphasis is on poetry, this workshop is open to prose writers too. Rich, textured, evocative language is the province of all writers, so this workshop will be applicable to writers of fiction and memoir as well.
Lastly, there's Esalen itself. If you've been to Esalen before, you already know it's one of the most magnificent places on the planet. If you haven't, don't postpone it. It's breathtakingly beautiful and deeply nourishing. We'll be having our group meetings in the Big House overlooking the Pacific. We'll also be breaking into smaller groups for individual attention. Participants will have an opportunity to work with all three teachers.
ELLEN BASS's most recent book of poems, The Human Line, was published by Copper Canyon Press in June 2007. She co-edited (with Florence Howe) the groundbreaking No More Masks! An Anthology of Poems by Women (Doubleday, 1973), has published several volumes of poetry, including Mules of Love (BOA, 2002) which won the Lambda Literary Award. Her poems have appeared in many magazines, including The Atlantic Monthly, The Progressive, The American Poetry Review, The Kenyon Review, and The Sun. She was awarded the Elliston Book Award for Poetry from the University of Cincinnati, Nimrod/Hardman's Pablo Neruda Prize, The Missouri Review's Larry Levis Award, the Greensboro Poetry Prize, the New Letters Poetry Prize, the Chautauqua Poetry Prize, two Pushcart Prizes, and a Fellowship from the California Arts Council. She is also co-author of Free Your Mind: The Book for Gay, Lesbian and Bisexual Youth (HarperCollins 1996) and The Courage to Heal: A Guide for Women Survivors of Child Sexual Abuse (Harper Collins 1988, 1994), which has sold over a million copies and has been translated into ten languages. She teaches in many beautiful locations and at Pacific University's MFA Program in Oregon.
DORIANNE LAUX's fourth book of poems, Facts about the Moon (W.W. Norton), is the recipient of the Oregon Book Award. It was also short-listed for the 2006 Lenore Marshall Poetry Prize for the most outstanding book of poems published in the United States in the previous year, and chosen by the Kansas City Star as one of the ten best books of poetry published in 2005. Laux is author of three collections of poetry from BOA Editions, Awake (1990) introduced by Philip Levine, to be reprinted this year by Eastern Washington University Press, What We Carry (1994), finalist for the National Book Critics Circle Award, and Smoke, (2000). She is co-author of The Poet's Companion: A Guide to the Pleasures of Writing Poetry (W.W. Norton, 1997). Her work has appeared in the Best of the American Poetry Review, The Norton Anthology of Contemporary Poetry and has been twice included in Best American Poetry. She has been awarded with a Pushcart Prize, two fellowships from The National Endowment for the Arts and a Guggenheim Fellowship. She waited tables and wrote poems in San Diego, L.A., Berkeley, Petaluma and Juneau, Alaska before moving to Eugene where she taught Creative Writing at the University of Oregon. She now teaches at Pacific University and at North Carolina State University in Raleigh where she lives with her husband, poet Joseph Millar.
JOSEPH MILLAR is the author of Fortune, from Eastern Washington University Press. Pulitzer Prize winner Yusef Komunyakaa says "There's a tenderness at the core of Fortune, where the commonplace becomes atypical and fantastical, and each poem possesses a voice that summons and reveals. Joseph Millar is a poet we can believe." Millar grew up in Pennsylvania, attended Johns Hopkins University and spent 25 years in the San Francisco Bay area, working at a variety of jobs, from telephone repairman to commercial fisherman. His first collection, Overtime (2001) was finalist for the Oregon Book Award and his poems have appeared in numerous magazines including TriQuarterly Review, Prairie Schooner, DoubleTake, Ploughshares, New Letters, Manoa, and River Styx. He has won fellowships from the National Endowment for the Arts in Poetry, the Moncalvo Center for the Arts and from Oregon Literary Arts. Millar teaches at Pacific University's Low Residency MFA Program.
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View/Edit Exciting News from Red Hen Press

Posted April 16, 2009 3:15:07 PM
NEW Red Hen Press Website!!

Hello All!
We're very excited to be so close to launching the new site. At this stage, we need your help to populate all the information. Please follow the directions below and enter in all your information. If you have questions, please feel free to email me. I will do my best to get back to you as soon as possible, but please keep in mind this email is going to 200+ people so it might take me a little bit to answer questions. Also, just in case you're wondering, the information below leads you to the admin site not the actual Red Hen site. Once your information is entered it will send an automatic notification to me for approval, then feed to the actual site (which won't be ready for viewing until the end of the month), the final site will look professional and gorgeous and will proudly display your title(s).

Thank you for your patience! Please visit:
http://projects.woolworthmedia.com/wm/rhp/AuthorAdmin/
Please get your accounts created as soon as possible, so Steph can add your books to your bio pages and we can grab all the content we need when we are launching the new site.
Thanks again!

Kindest regards,
Steph Opitz
Operations and Marketing Manager
redhenpress8@verizon.net
*****Please note my office hours are Monday- Thursday 9-6*****
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View/Edit Avotcja at Yoshi's

Posted April 15, 2009 4:52:28 PM
Monday April 27th
join us & get your dose of Musical/Poetic medicine

AVOTCJA & MODUPUE (the Bay Area Blues Hall Of Fame
Jazz Group Of The Year for 2005)

AVOTCJA-Poet/sm. Multi-Percussion
SANDY POINDEXTER-Violin
EUGENE WARREN-Bass
COTO PINCHEIRA-Piano
YANCIE TAYLOR-Vibes
IAN DOGLE-Multi-Percussion
VAL SERRANT-Steel Drum & Djembe
BABA KEN OKULOLO-Talking Drum
hosted by CHUY VARELA-Music Director KCSM

Healing the world thru Jazz a note at a time!

Monday April 27th@YOSHI'S JAZZ CLUB
1330 Fillmore Street
( 1/2 block North of Eddy)

wheel chair accessible & secure parking
San Francisco, CA 94115
8PM $10 Cover
for more Info, Tickets &/or reservations:
Call (415)655-5600 or www.Yoshis.com
¡Vengan todos & tell everyone to tell everyone!
www.Avotcja.com
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View/Edit Deborah Digges, RIP

Posted April 15, 2009 12:57:43 PM

I was saddened to learn of the death (click to read obituary) of Deborah Digges, a fine poet and Professor at Tufts University. She died, of suicide, after jumping off a stadium on Friday.

Here is one of her lovely poems.

The Birthing

Call out the names in the procession of the loved.

Call from the blood the ancestors here to bear witness
to the day he stopped the car,
we on our way to a great banquet in his honor.

In a field a cow groaned lowing, trying to give birth,
what he called front leg presentation,
the calf comes out nose first, one front leg dangling from his mother.

A fatal sign he said while rolling up the sleeves
of his dress shirt, and climbed the fence.

I watched him thrust his arms entire
into the yet to be, where I imagined holy sparrows scattering
in the hall of souls for his big mortal hands just to make way.

With his whole weight he pushed the calf back in the mother
and grasped the other leg tucked up like a closed wing
against the new one's shoulder.

And found a way in the warm dark to bring both legs out
into the world together.

Then heaved and pulled, the cow arching her back,
until a bull calf, in a whoosh of blood and water,
came falling whole and still onto the meadow.

We rubbed his blackness, bloodying our hands.

The mother licked her newborn, of us oblivious,
until he moved a little, struggled.

I ran to get our coats, mine a green velvet cloak,
and his a tuxedo jacket, and worked to rub the new one dry
while he set out to find the farmer.

When it was over, the new calf suckling his mother,
the farmer soon to lead them to the barn,
leaving our coats just where they lay
we huddled in the car.

And then made love toward eternity,

Without a word drove slowly home. And loved some more.


-- Deborah Digges

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