How can we exist within, and navigate our way through, a world where the deepest beauty is inextricably linked to the darkest ugliness? Francesca Bell’s unflinching second collection of poetry, What Small Sound, seeks to answer that question, staring down the pain and love that simultaneously live in the spaces we are forced to inhabit—and play our dutiful roles within.
What Small Sound is a gloriously complex examination of this dichotomy that not only exists in this world but is inescapable—and is here by design.
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Susan Rich’s eighth book, Blue Atlas, is forthcoming from Red Hen Press (April 2, 2024). Gallery of Postcards and Maps: New and Selected Poems (Salmon Poetry) and Demystifying the Manuscript: Essays and Interviews for Creating a Book of Poems (Two Sylvias Press), co-edited with Kelli Russell Agodon, both came out this past year. Rich is a professor at Highline College in Seattle, WA. She offers an annual poetry retreat for women called, Poets on the Coast.
Jessica Gigot: Your most recent book is Gallery of Postcards and Maps: New and Selected Poems which was published in 2022. How did this book come together for you?
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Poets Jason Schneiderman, Cate Marvin, R. A. Villanueva, Lynn Xu and Rachel Zucker consider the pleasures, challenges, eccentricities and value of live, in-person poetry readings. These musings are followed by excerpts of the June 6, 2023 reading in Bryant Park (hosted by Jason and featuring Cate, Ron, Lynn and Rachel) and comments from the audience.
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Many American Jews are unaffiliated with Judaism. Some do not observe Jewish rituals in any regular way; others might not worship at all. And yet Jewishness still pervades their lives: in food, in attitude, in ways of speaking, and — of course — in that wry sense of humor that is marked by self-deprecation and a slight satirical impulse. What contemporary poet speaks for those of us who do not know Yiddish or Hebrew, who do not attend services, who eat BLTs, and who might even go shopping on Yom Kippur?
Enter poet Kim Dower, whose latest poetry collection is a Jewishly infused valentine to her mother, to all mothers, and to “everyone who has a mother.”
Grounded in an early memory that functions as a warning — “Don’t get used to this” — the title poem describes a Jewish identity that is almost assimilated but that nonetheless proclaims itself:
Marybeth Holleman’s book tender gravity was my companion on a recent hike in Avalanche Canyon in Grand Teton National Park, and what fine company it was, contributing to the feeling of well-being that is mine whenever I make it back to that blessed place. The images in her poems arise mainly from the Alaskan wilds that are her home ground, but they were equally apt for the wilderness of Avalanche.
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This fall, Food Tank is recommending 23 books that can broaden and deepen everyone’s understanding of food systems and the power of storytelling. Books like Taras Grescoe’s The Lost Supper, Sarah Lohman’s Endangered Eating, and Slow Food’s The Ark of Taste highlight the future of food through the preservation of traditional foodways and practices. Laura Tillman’s The Migrant Chef and Curtis Chin’s memoir, Everything I Learned, I Learned in a Chinese Restaurant, highlight the challenges and resiliency of changemakers in the food industry. We’ve also included a dystopian novel, Land of Milk and Honey, to imagine a world after food systems collapse and spark motivation to avert such a future.
These 23 books will encourage readers to explore new flavors, deepen community-based knowledge, and vitalize change within the food system.
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In Pacific Light, David Mason’s eighth collection of poems, we find the former Poet Laureate of Colorado newly settled in Tasmania, weighing the “titanic volumes of air” between “here and Patagonia” (“The Air in Tasmania”). In “On the Shelf”, which opens the new volume, the moulted skin of an Australian huntsman spider sparks recognition of a kindred sloughing.
What Small Sound, a new poetry collection by Francesca Bell, is an exploration of life, death, and love, and of the myriad ways these essential elements of human existence intersect and define each other. The poems in this collection don’t offer any easy answers to the quandaries we face, but they do look unflinchingly at the often painful contradictions that shape our experience of the world.
One of the central themes of the collection is connection with others: what it is, how we develop it, and how we just as often lose it.
Krueger offers a memoir about caring for a sick child in poetry form.
Krueger explores connections between flora, motherhood, and illness in this poetry collection. The title refers to the way different types and colors of flowers convey emotion: “Everyone speaks / a little flower,” she writes in “Floriography of a Birth.” She praises “the women before me” who “knew / which flowers were delicious, / which could heal” (“Heritage”). In “Sunflower,” three days after a birth, she takes the new child to the garden and tells her, “I grew this for you.”
Acclaimed novelist and poet Laila Halaby’s memoir, The Weight of Ghosts, documents her struggle to bear up after the devastating loss after her first-born son, Raad, 21, was killed on the side of a highway by a truck in the early morning hours one rainy February day. But this memoir grapples with much more than the enormity of her grief as Halaby intertwines other personal narratives: her heritage as a mixed-race person born out of wedlock; her relationship with a partner she refers to as TWMIL (The White Man I Loved); and her second, younger son’s struggle with drug addiction.
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What does it mean to heal your inner child? To overcome past trauma? To find the puzzle piece that had been lost years ago, or in another life?
In a story in Pete Hsu’s short story collection, If I Were the Ocean, I’d Carry You Home, “Korean Jesus,” Hsu explains that the healing process means to be granted a wish, writing, “This second wish only comes to a few, just a few, and by just a few, I mean those few who didn’t wish for puppies and candy. I mean those few who wished for something else. Something desperate. Those are the few who sometimes come to be ready to be little again. You get me? To be little again. To be innocent again.”
And what does it mean to be innocent?
Many American Jews are unaffiliated with Judaism. Some do not observe Jewish rituals in any regular way; others might not worship at all. And yet Jewishness still pervades their lives: in food, in attitude, in ways of speaking, and — of course — in that wry sense of humor that is marked by self-deprecation and a slight satirical impulse. What contemporary poet speaks for those of us who do not know Yiddish or Hebrew, who do not attend services, who eat BLTs, and who might even go shopping on Yom Kippur?
Enter poet Kim Dower, whose latest poetry collection is a Jewishly infused valentine to her mother, to all mothers, and to “everyone who has a mother.”
Ghost Apples, the ninth collection of poems by University of Utah distinguished professor Katharine Coles, offers not only nature-based poems that stir and satiate hunger, but also serrated verse that slices through the agency of its readers. Divided into three sections (“Animal,” “If the Older I Get the Less I Know,” “Won’t Wait”), Ghost Apples crescendos cosmologically as it progresses. Along with the particular fruit in the book’s title, as well as ethical considerations of behavior, the reader may catch palimpsestic glimpses of John Milton’s Paradise Lost.
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“My story has never been mine to tell,” says novelist, poet, and creative writing teacher Laila Halaby in her memoir, The Weight of Ghosts. “It is squished between other people’s tall tales, glopped onto their secrets and lies.” That may be the case, but the author’s story emerges as fearlessly authentic nonetheless. The Weight of Ghosts begins with the death of Halaby’s older son, Raad. In 2017, on a rainy February night, shortly after two o’clock in the morning, Raad was hit and killed by an 18-wheeler while standing by the side of a highway in Tucson, Arizona. He was 21 years old.
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