Véronique Sylvain will be reading a poem at Ottawa City Hall, Heritage Building (Elgin Street Entrance) as part of a flag-raising ceremony to celebrate Franco-Ontarian Day. 8:30am, Wednesday, September 25, 2024 (in case of rain, this will take place inside City Hall at Jean Pigott Place). David O'Meara was interviewed by rob mclennan for periodicities: a journal of poetry and poetics, and got a nice write-up by Lynn Saxberg in the Ottawa Citizen. Don't forget that David O'Meara launches his debut novel, Chandelier, in Ottawa at 6:30pm on Wednesday, September 18 at The Rainbow, and that he Véronique Sylvain give their first official readings as Poets Laureate for the City of Ottawa as part of an event through the Ottawa International Writers Festival, Tuesday, October 1, 2024 at 6:30pm!
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Tuesday, August 04, 2020
the ottawa small press book fair : home edition #12 : above/ground press,
above/ground press
hosted its first launch on July 9, 1993 in a café that no longer exists, in a
building that no longer stands, on Ottawa’s Lisgar Street.
Over twenty-seven years, above/ground press has produced more than one thousand
items, including more than four hundred single-author poetry chapbooks, and
currently also produces the quarterly Touch the Donkey [a small poetry journal], the occasional Peter F. Yacht Club and G U E S T [a journal of guest editors], as well as the new online journal periodicities:a journal of poetry and poetics.
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 poetry titles include A halt, which is empty (Mansfield Press,
2019) and Life sentence, (Spuyten
Duyvil, 2019). He co-founded the ottawa small press book fair in fall 1994 with
James Spyker, and has run the fair solo twice a year since.
Q:
Tell me about your press. How long have you been publishing, and what got you
started?
I
started self-producing chapbooks in 1992, realizing that there wasn’t anyone as
excited to produce my work as I was. I had officially founded above/ground by
the following summer, after realizing how relatively easy it was to produce
chapbooks, and seeing the poets in my immediate vicinity that I thought were
doing interesting work. Moving through the shelves in the library at the
University of Ottawa, I saw small and micro press as something exciting and
engaging, although entirely historical. I didn’t see much in the way of
publishing around me, so I started above/ground press to produce chapbooks, as
well as the chapbook-sized long poem journal, STANZAS, a journal I distributed
gratis, with some forty-five issues produced from 1993 to 2006. Early above/ground
press authors included David Collins, Tamara Fairchild and Joe Blades.
Q:
How many times have you exhibited at the ottawa small press fair? How do you
find the experience?
I
have, obviously, been at every one! The shifts have been interesting over the
years, although I’ve found the fair as an experience has been consistently good
for at least eighteen years, if not more. It took a couple of years for
audience to figure out we existed, and what we were actually doing. What I also
really like is seeing the same exhibitors, year after year, as well as new
exhibitors emerging, and seeing what the new publications are. There’s such an
incredible wealth of material being produced that I can barely keep up.
Q:
Would you have made something specific for this spring’s fair? Are you still
doing that? How does the lack of spring fair this year effect how or what you
might be producing?
I’m
not sure I would have made anything specific for the fair that I haven’t simply
produced during lock-down. I had been hoping to launch the Michael e. Casteels collaboration at the pre-fair event (as we had discussed that as a
possibility), but I still produced the chapbook in the same way I would have.
Q:
How are you, as a small publisher, approaching the myriad shut-downs? Is
everything on hold, or are you pushing against the silences, whether in similar
or alternate ways than you might have prior to the pandemic? How are you
getting your publications out into the world?
The
bulk of my sales come through subscriptions and mail order, so that hasn’t changed.
I still have a certain amount of sales through small press fairs, so I am missing
that, as well as the human element. I’ve long known that there are certain times
that purchases are more likely in person than online, so there are some opportunities
being lost through this, but we’ll get there eventually. I am disappointed to
not be able to hold my annual anniversary event this year, given the previous
have been so wonderfully attended by both writers and audience (over the past
few years, I’ve been ridiculous enough to attempt to launch ten new titles per
anniversary event), but there’s not a whole lot I can do about that. I’ve
wondered about ways to hold an alternate to the in-person anniversary reading
for lock-down, but haven’t quite come up with the right kind of idea, yet.
Q:
Have you done anything in terms of online or virtual launches since the pandemic
began? Have you attended or participated in others? How are you attempting to connect
to the larger literary community?
Back
in March, I started working on a ‘virtual reading series’ over at periodicities:
a journal of poetry and poetics, posting short videos online of a variety
of poets reading from their work, but nothing specifically for above/ground. It
has been fun to see the reactions to the videos, as well as seeing the videos
themselves, part of which has allowed me to actually see and hear certain poets
I’ve known for years for the first time. I’ve participated in a ZOOM reading,
and even watched a couple, including one Christine McNair participated in
recently, but not much more than that. I like that they exist, but I tend to
get distracted by the evenings, and tend to want to nest. The bulk of my outreach
interactions, instead, have been through Canada Post.
Q:
Has the pandemic forced you to rethink anything in terms of production? Are there
supplies or printers you haven’t access to during these times that have forced a
shift in what and how you produce?
When
the original lock-down first hit, I lost access to all of my print options, but
had, fortunately, already produced a couple of items I hadn’t yet announced. I did
have to make a cover for the April 2020 issue of Touch the Donkey with
materials I had already on-hand, which I felt pretty lucky about. I mean, even
having enough materials to be able to fake a cover. I also had to learn how to
send print orders through the Staples.ca online system for two different issues
of G U E S T (although designed by Christine McNair and natalie hanna, respectively),
which I didn’t care for in the least. Once the stores opened up a bit, I worked
to produce as much material as possible for eventual release, in case
lock-downs might resume. Back in June, I produced so much material that I haven’t
yet managed to fold and staple all of them, including chapbook set for July,
August and September release, and the October 2020 issue of Touch the Donkey.
I’m thinking that if we’ve a further wave, I want to be prepared with
publications already on-hand (with the presumption that Canada Post will remain
as an option for sending out author packages and subscription envelopes). Who knows
what might happen next?
Q:
What are your most recent publications? How might folk be able to order copies?
Oh,
I’ve been ridiculously busy, with new chapbooks over the past few weeks by Rose
Maloukis, Sarah Burgoyne, Buck Downs, kevin mcpherson eckhoff, orchid tierney, Derek
Beaulieu, Julia Drescher, Misha Solomon, Dani Spinosa and Andrew Cantrell as
well as an issue of Touch the Donkey. Copies can be ordered through the
direct links to their publications (there’s a whole sidebar of links to names on the site, which provide access to each author’s most recent above/ground press publication), or through sending me an email: rob_mclennan (at) hotmail.com
Q:
What are you working on now?
I’d
love to receive further videos in the ‘virtual reading series,’ and am working
on upcoming issues of Touch the Donkey (I usually work to be three to
four issues ahead) and monthly content at periodicities: a journal of poetry
and poetics. For above/ground specifically, I’m working on new chapbooks by
Zane Koss, Jérôme Melançon, Kemeny Babineau, Sarah Burgoyne (a collaboration
with her mother) and a further by Julia Drescher, as well as the next issue of G
U E S T, which was guest-edited by Jim Johnstone. Further issues down the
line will be edited by Karen Schindler and Michael Sikkema (see his call for submissions on such here). I’ve already produced a second chapbook by Dublin
poet Paul Perry, with a September release date, just so he can receive his
contributor copies around the same time the book might be announced (it takes
six to eight weeks for packages to head overseas).
Friday, January 11, 2019
call for interviews : queen mob's teahouse,
Interviews editor rob mclennan seeks interviews! Queen Mob's Teahouse is open to submissions of interviews with poets, fiction writers, comic book creators, non-fiction writers, etcetera.
Is there someone you know who hasn't been interviewed lately, or even at all? Who haven’t we heard from yet? What writer, in your opinion, deserves further attention?
If you are sending a query, include what else you’ve done and about the subject of your interview. If you are sending a finished interview, please send as .doc with a short introduction, a bio of the interviewer and a photo of your interview subject to include with piece.
See here for a link-list of recent interviews posted at Queen Mob's Teahouse.
Send submissions to rob [at] QueenMobs.com.
Is there someone you know who hasn't been interviewed lately, or even at all? Who haven’t we heard from yet? What writer, in your opinion, deserves further attention?
If you are sending a query, include what else you’ve done and about the subject of your interview. If you are sending a finished interview, please send as .doc with a short introduction, a bio of the interviewer and a photo of your interview subject to include with piece.
See here for a link-list of recent interviews posted at Queen Mob's Teahouse.
Send submissions to rob [at] QueenMobs.com.
Tuesday, March 13, 2018
Arc Walk Ottawa #1 : Centretown : 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.
Join in the first walk on World Poetry Day (Wednesday, March 21st). This walk, led by rob mclennan, will be a contemporary introduction to Ottawa’s literary history, visiting sites significant to poets of the National Capital Region such as John Newlove, William Hawkins, Judith Fitzgerald, Thomas D’arcy McGee, Michael Dennis and jwcurry, among others.
The walk will begin at 4:30PM in front of 248 Bank Street, and it will continue to visit sites in Centretown. During the hour-long walk, participants will visit five locations where they will hear about some of Ottawa’s contemporary poetry history, and hear from a special guest poet. Come prepared for rain or snow or shine!
Concluding around 5:30PM, there will be plenty of time and opportunity to grab a bite to eat before VERSeFest’s second day of scheduled events: http://versefest.ca/year/2018/schedule/?day=Mar21
Join in the first walk on World Poetry Day (Wednesday, March 21st). This walk, led by rob mclennan, will be a contemporary introduction to Ottawa’s literary history, visiting sites significant to poets of the National Capital Region such as John Newlove, William Hawkins, Judith Fitzgerald, Thomas D’arcy McGee, Michael Dennis and jwcurry, among others.
The walk will begin at 4:30PM in front of 248 Bank Street, and it will continue to visit sites in Centretown. During the hour-long walk, participants will visit five locations where they will hear about some of Ottawa’s contemporary poetry history, and hear from a special guest poet. Come prepared for rain or snow or shine!
Concluding around 5:30PM, there will be plenty of time and opportunity to grab a bite to eat before VERSeFest’s second day of scheduled events: http://versefest.ca/year/2018/schedule/?day=Mar21
See the Facebook event for such here.
For any questions or concerns, contact Chris Johnson: managingeditor@arcpoetry.ca
Guide Bio:
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 the brilliant and utterly delightful poet and book conservator Christine McNair. The author of more than thirty trade books of poetry, fiction and non-fiction, he won the CAA/Most Promising Writer in Canada under 30 Award in 1999, the John Newlove Poetry Award in 2010, the Council for the Arts in Ottawa Mid-Career Award in 2014, and was twice longlisted for the CBC Poetry Prize in 2012 and 2017. He has published books with Talonbooks, The Mercury Press, Black Moss Press, New Star Books, Insomniac Press, Broken Jaw Press, Stride, Salmon Publishing and others, and his most recent titles include notes and dispatches: essays (Insomniac press, 2014), The Uncertainty Principle: stories, (Chaudiere Books, 2014) and the poetry collection A perimeter (New Star Books, 2016). His next poetry title, Household items, is out later this spring from Salmon Publishing.
Sunday, October 29, 2017
Recent reads: "The Calgary Renaissance"
Edited by
derek beaulieu & rob mclennan
Published
by Chaudiere Books, 2016.
One of the
first things I noticed about The Calgary Renaissance, a collection of experimental fiction and poetry, is that
Alberta’s biggest city – the connective tissue that binds these authors – is rarely
relevant thematically. As an Ontario reader living on the outskirts of Toronto’s
cultural vacuum, I don’t gain much of an impression about the region’s pulse or
how authors interact with their shared environment. But that isn’t the book’s
mission. Instead, The Calgary Renaissance earns its bold title by forgoing geographical appraisals in favour of
juxtaposing many of its radiant and diverse voices in a direct bid for national
recognition.
It’s long
overdue. And in recognizing more of the thirty-two authors than expected, I
suspect The Calgary Renaissance doubles
as a consolidation of co-editor rob mclennan’s efforts to showcase westward
writers through his above/ground press
(from which I credit much of my exposure). For co-editor derek beaulieu, this
book serves as an extension of the role he has played as Calgary’s Poet
Laureate from 2014 to 2016 and, unofficially, before and since.
It’s an
impressive roster eclipsed by the quality of its content. Unfamiliar authors
make strong bids for my attention while familiar ones posit new sides of their
writing. Starting with the former camp, I enjoyed Susan Holbrook’s “What Is
Poetry” and “What Is Prose”, twin pillars of tongue-in-cheek onomatopoeia that
break open form for effect, not dissection. Here, the latter piece:
What Is
Prose
Prose has
wit,
war, hot
spies,
pirate
shows.
It has
powers.
A swisher
top,
wiser
pathos,
towers, a
ship,
parishes.
Two
IHOPs.
Waters
whose traps
I
sap, so
whiter
whites. Spa
or
showier
taps
spew hot
airs:
“Poet wash,
Sir?”
Posh
waiters
tow
Sharpies,
shower
pitas,
pestos
awhir,
pastries,
how!
How it
spears
trophies,
was
tops, was
heir
to Sears.
“Whip
Thor, asswipe!
Swap
heros!” it
whispers to
a
hipster.
Aw. So
worship a
set.
Another
late discovery for me is Braydon Beauleau, whose “In The Aurora” suite coaxes a
mercurial identity from an expanse of rich, natural imagery. The sense of
momentum and discovery in this poem is masterful, evolving at such a pace that
its cryptic meaning gets outshone by the chaos of its transformation. (Although
I do wonder: what happened to sections iii and v?)
Eschewing Beauleau’s densely
figurative constructions, Natalee Caple’s trio of poems entice with their
casual, shorn immediacy. “Packing for the Weekend (For Natalie Walschots)” is
literally a list of things to pack, but the items – some commonplace and
tangible (“my boxing gloves”), others absurd and impossible (“my piano-limbed
internet trolls”) – accumulate in ways that beg of the reader: what kind of
weekend is this, and what do we all carry around as metaphorical baggage?
Alternately, her poem “For Nicole Markotic” achieves a curious tension, her
language primitive in its directness but unencumbered by emotion or punctuation.
For Nicole
Markotic
In August
it rains and rains
I slosh
more wine into my brains
until I
breathe wine
You lick
the back of my knees
I touch
your fingers
propose we
build a bridge
be
minotaurs in alphabets
sew
triangles over scars
knit hymens
for all kinds of birds
I will
write you a slim letter
Someday
The poem
itself functions as that slim letter, simultaneously heavy and floating,
intimate but noncommittal.
Aside from
the surprise of reading new talents, the fun thing about literary collections
(whether they tackle a single author’s output or an entire scene’s) is the
freedom to browse the Table of Contents and choose your own launch-point. In
the case of The Calgary Renaissance,
I started with Jason Christie’s incendiary “This Poem Is a Ski Mask”, a
thoughtful dismantling of privilege and hypocrisy. Next up was Emily Ursuliak’s
“Removing the Shoe” which, despite its disjointed lines, retains the absorbing narrative
details of her prose. Afterwards I flipped to Sandy Pool’s “On Anatomical
Procedures”, a witty summary of clinical trials conducted on her acquaintances
that judge whether Pool is a good person, with variables like social events and
alcohol factored in. A skillful but lightweight palate cleanser after the gutting Undark: An Oratorio (Nightwood Editions). Such maneuvers felt akin to grazing from a delectable hors d’oeuvres
table.
For the
sake of brevity, I’ve omitted mention of many contributions here. But I’ve
omitted several more because, frankly, I didn’t respond to them – and that isn’t
a bad thing. Such an anthology welcomes us into Calgary’s talent pool but it
also allows fair-weather experimental poetry readers like myself to gauge and advance our comfort zones. Most of the authors I’ve discussed take moderate leaps without
(in my eyes) abandoning form or narrative altogether. But as I revisit this
collection from time to time, it stands to reason The Calgary Renaissance will further reward my interest in
the experimental spectrum.
Thursday, July 28, 2016
the return of rob mclennan's poetry workshops: August-October, 2016
After nearly a year, I return once again to offering poetry workshops. Originally held at Collected Works Bookstore and Coffeebar, this session will be held upstairs at The Carleton Tavern, 223 Armstrong Street (at Parkdale).
The workshops are scheduled for Sunday afternoons, 2-4:30pm: August 28; September 11, 18 + 25; October 2 + 16.
$200 for 6 sessions.
for information, contact rob mclennan at rob_mclennan@hotmail.com or 613 239 0337;
The course will focus on workshopping writing of the participants, as well as reading various works by contemporary writers, both Canadian and American. Participants should be prepared to have a handful of work completed before the beginning of the first class, to be workshopped (roughly ten pages).
Participants over the past few years have included: Amanda Earl, Frances Boyle, Chris Johnson, Roland Prevost, Christine McNair, Pearl Pirie, Sandra Ridley, Marilyn Irwin, Rachel Zavitz, Janice Tokar, Dean Steadman, N.W. Lea, David Blaikie, James Irwin, Claire Farley, Barbara Myers and Marcus McCann.
For those unable to participate, I still offer my ongoing editorial service of poetry manuscript reading, editing and evaluation.
http://www.robmclennan.blogspot.ca/2014/07/robs-ongoing-editing-service-poetry.html
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 nearly 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. In March, 2016, he was inducted into the VERSe Ottawa Hall of Honour. His most recent titles include notes and dispatches: essays (Insomniac press, 2014), The Uncertainty Principle: stories, (Chaudiere Books, 2014) and the poetry collection If suppose we are a fragment (BuschekBooks, 2014). An editor and publisher, he runs above/ground press, Chaudiere Books, The Garneau Review (ottawater.com/garneaureview), 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). In fall 2015, he was named “Interviews Editor” at Queen Mob’s Teahouse, and recently became a regular contributor to both the Drunken Boat and Ploughshares blogs. 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
The workshops are scheduled for Sunday afternoons, 2-4:30pm: August 28; September 11, 18 + 25; October 2 + 16.
$200 for 6 sessions.
for information, contact rob mclennan at rob_mclennan@hotmail.com or 613 239 0337;
The course will focus on workshopping writing of the participants, as well as reading various works by contemporary writers, both Canadian and American. Participants should be prepared to have a handful of work completed before the beginning of the first class, to be workshopped (roughly ten pages).
Participants over the past few years have included: Amanda Earl, Frances Boyle, Chris Johnson, Roland Prevost, Christine McNair, Pearl Pirie, Sandra Ridley, Marilyn Irwin, Rachel Zavitz, Janice Tokar, Dean Steadman, N.W. Lea, David Blaikie, James Irwin, Claire Farley, Barbara Myers and Marcus McCann.
For those unable to participate, I still offer my ongoing editorial service of poetry manuscript reading, editing and evaluation.
http://www.robmclennan.blogspot.ca/2014/07/robs-ongoing-editing-service-poetry.html
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 nearly 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. In March, 2016, he was inducted into the VERSe Ottawa Hall of Honour. His most recent titles include notes and dispatches: essays (Insomniac press, 2014), The Uncertainty Principle: stories, (Chaudiere Books, 2014) and the poetry collection If suppose we are a fragment (BuschekBooks, 2014). An editor and publisher, he runs above/ground press, Chaudiere Books, The Garneau Review (ottawater.com/garneaureview), 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). In fall 2015, he was named “Interviews Editor” at Queen Mob’s Teahouse, and recently became a regular contributor to both the Drunken Boat and Ploughshares blogs. 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
Wednesday, June 01, 2016
We Who Are About To Die: rob mclennan
Born in Ottawa, Canada’s glorious capital city, rob mclennan [with baby Aoife at three weeks and two days] currently lives in Ottawa, where he is home full-time with the two wee girls he shares with Christine McNair. The author of nearly 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. In March, 2016, he was inducted into the VERSe Ottawa Hall of Honour. His most recent titles include notes and dispatches: essays (Insomniac press, 2014), The Uncertainty Principle: stories, (Chaudiere Books, 2014) and the poetry collection If suppose we are a fragment (BuschekBooks, 2014). An editor and publisher, he runs above/ground press, Chaudiere Books, The Garneau Review (ottawater.com/garneaureview), 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). In fall 2015, he was named “Interviews Editor” at Queen Mob’s Teahouse, and recently became a regular contributor to Drunken Boat. 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
Where are you now?
I am sitting at my desk in my home office, during one of our toddler’s twice-a-week morning sessions at ‘school.’ I have less than two hours, from this moment, to get anything done before I am off to collect her.
I am sitting at my desk in my home office, during one of our toddler’s twice-a-week morning sessions at ‘school.’ I have less than two hours, from this moment, to get anything done before I am off to collect her.
What are you reading?
I’m really enjoying Rosmarie Waldrop’s new Gap Gardening: Selected Poems (New Directions, 2016) and about to begin on a whole stack of other titles, including Nelson Ball’s Chewing Water (Mansfield Press, 2016), Laura Walker’s story (Berkeley CA: Apogee Press, 2016), Emily Carr’s Whosoever Has Let A Minotaur Enter Them, Or A Sonnet— (San Francisco CA: McSweeney’s, 2016) and Margaret Christakos’ Her Paraphernalia: On Motherlines, Sex/Blood/Loss & Selfies (BookThug, 2016). I’ve also been rereading Sarah Gordon’s Rapture Red & Smoke Grey (Winnipeg MB: Turnstone Press, 2003), after finally achieving contact with the author (after more than a decade trying). I’m also reading Brian Michael Bendis’ incredible work over at Marvel, a company he saved from itself a decade or so back, when he destroyed and rebuilt the Avengers (among other things). I’m really enjoying his current run on Spider-Man; the Miles Morales stuff is fantastic.
I’m really enjoying Rosmarie Waldrop’s new Gap Gardening: Selected Poems (New Directions, 2016) and about to begin on a whole stack of other titles, including Nelson Ball’s Chewing Water (Mansfield Press, 2016), Laura Walker’s story (Berkeley CA: Apogee Press, 2016), Emily Carr’s Whosoever Has Let A Minotaur Enter Them, Or A Sonnet— (San Francisco CA: McSweeney’s, 2016) and Margaret Christakos’ Her Paraphernalia: On Motherlines, Sex/Blood/Loss & Selfies (BookThug, 2016). I’ve also been rereading Sarah Gordon’s Rapture Red & Smoke Grey (Winnipeg MB: Turnstone Press, 2003), after finally achieving contact with the author (after more than a decade trying). I’m also reading Brian Michael Bendis’ incredible work over at Marvel, a company he saved from itself a decade or so back, when he destroyed and rebuilt the Avengers (among other things). I’m really enjoying his current run on Spider-Man; the Miles Morales stuff is fantastic.
A month or so back (on the day our new baby was born, actually), I finished reading Jean McKay’s remarkable Gone to Grass (Coach House Books, 1983). I do so hope she writes more books; I seem to have read them all, now.
What have you discovered lately?
American poet Matthew Henrikson has been a recent discovery, after his incredibly striking piece as part of The Volta’s tribute to C.D. Wright. I immediately worked to get my hands on his new book. Another recent discovery has been Inger Wold Lund, via her small chapbook Leaving Leaving Behind Behind (Brooklyn NY: Ugly Duckling Press, 2015). Incredible wow.
American poet Matthew Henrikson has been a recent discovery, after his incredibly striking piece as part of The Volta’s tribute to C.D. Wright. I immediately worked to get my hands on his new book. Another recent discovery has been Inger Wold Lund, via her small chapbook Leaving Leaving Behind Behind (Brooklyn NY: Ugly Duckling Press, 2015). Incredible wow.
Where do you write?
I used to write in public spaces, but, given I’ve been home full-time with toddler for eighteen months now (since Christine returned to work after her year-long maternity leave), I do the bulk of my work from my little desk in my little home office. Given I spent so many years writing longhand in public spaces, it feels a strange shift. Once every month or two I’m still able to get a few afternoon hours of longhand at my favourite watering hole, The Carleton Tavern, but it might be a few more weeks before I can even consider such (given our newborn).
I used to write in public spaces, but, given I’ve been home full-time with toddler for eighteen months now (since Christine returned to work after her year-long maternity leave), I do the bulk of my work from my little desk in my little home office. Given I spent so many years writing longhand in public spaces, it feels a strange shift. Once every month or two I’m still able to get a few afternoon hours of longhand at my favourite watering hole, The Carleton Tavern, but it might be a few more weeks before I can even consider such (given our newborn).
What are you working on?
Remembering to breathe, mostly. We’ve a newborn as well as a toddler, so things are a bit hectic. I’ve been attempting to complete a manuscript of short stories for some time now, and keep poking away, as well, on a manuscript of poems, “Cervantes’ bones.” But the main goal is the stories: once those are complete, I can once again dig into revisiting my post-mother creative non-fiction project, “The Last Good Year,” before finally returning to my attempt to rewrite “Don Quixote.”
Remembering to breathe, mostly. We’ve a newborn as well as a toddler, so things are a bit hectic. I’ve been attempting to complete a manuscript of short stories for some time now, and keep poking away, as well, on a manuscript of poems, “Cervantes’ bones.” But the main goal is the stories: once those are complete, I can once again dig into revisiting my post-mother creative non-fiction project, “The Last Good Year,” before finally returning to my attempt to rewrite “Don Quixote.”
I’m also working on a stack of interviews to appear over the next year for Touch the Donkey (with Meredith Quartermain, Mathew Timmons, Luke Kennard, Shane Rhodes, Renée Sarojini Saklikar, Amanda Earl, Buck Downs, Kemeny Babineau, Oana Avasilichioaei, Ryan Murphy, Norma Cole, Lea Graham, Colin Smith, Nathaniel G. Moore, David Buuck, Kate Greenstreet, Douglas Barbour and Sheila Murphy, Oliver Cusimano and Joseph Mosconi), and the usual mound of chapbooks for above/ground press (less than twenty items away from an accumulated eight hundred items), including new and imminently-forthcoming chapbooks by Stephanie Bolster, Braydon Beaulieu, Geoffrey Young, John Barton, myself, Pete Smith, Stephen Collis, Bronwen Tate and lary timewell (among others).
Have you anything forthcoming?
Not at the moment, but that could change.
Not at the moment, but that could change.
What would you rather be doing?
I can’t imagine anything better than this.
I can’t imagine anything better than this.
Two ghazals, for newborn
1.
Map: for she articulates
our new, invented landscapes.
our new, invented landscapes.
A declaration of staccato kicks
and wails.
and wails.
A salted, sunny membrane
of gestures, squeaks and snorts.
of gestures, squeaks and snorts.
Exhaustion, multiplied. A cavernous
desire: feral skin, and breath.
desire: feral skin, and breath.
Newly birthed, big sister devotes
such rapt attention.
such rapt attention.
Monopolized: we have not
learned their language.
learned their language.
2.
Toddler’s outstretched arms,
convinced herself bigger
convinced herself bigger
than she still is, asks: Let me
hold her. Two ducks,
hold her. Two ducks,
three. The western shoal,
swift curl of seagull, her
newborn deep
newborn deep
and impenetrable.
The contours
The contours
of a shapeless day.
Their mother, relieved
she finally out.
she finally out.
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