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Friday, November 17, 2023

12 or 20 (second series) interview with Sophie Klahr

Sophie Klahr is the author of the poetry collections Two Open Doors in a Field, Meet Me Here at Dawn, and the collaborative prose work There Is Only One Ghost in the World, written alongside Corey Zeller. Her writing may be found in The New Yorker, American Poetry Review, Poetry London, and elsewhere. She teaches poetry courses online, and lives in Los Angeles.

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  _____ Versus Recovery was published in 2007 by from Pilot Books, a small press (now defunct, alas) that hand-sewed gorgeous limited editions. I was 23, and it was the first time I’d had work out in the world that addressed my experiences with addiction and (at the time, very new) recovery. Previous to that, I hadn’t published very much at all, and the warm reception the chapbook received was surprising; suddenly, the most difficult things in my life drew people towards me, not away.

My very recently published book There Is Only One Ghost in the World (Fiction Collective 2) is wildly different from my previous two books, in that not only is it a collaborative work but that it is all prose, where my other books have been entirely verse. I’ve been writing in prose mostly for a year or so – it’s been interesting to take a breath from line breaks. At the moment, I don’t miss them. 

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

My childhood was thick with an appreciation of sound. When he was home, no matter where my father was in the house, one could nearly always hear him singing to himself. At simple everyday questions ( Q: Dad, where are my ballet shoes?) he would often answer with some sort of poetic line ( A: Whose woods these are, I think I know…), and at some point, I realized many of the verses he said to us (annoyingly, I thought back then) were inscribed in me—I came to know early what it meant to know something by heart. In this way, my becoming a poet became inevitable.

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?

What I end up revising the most heavily are my formal poems – some of my sonnets have taken 3 years to write. But there are exceptions – a sonnet of mine which went viral a few years ago took about two weeks of tinkering until it expressed that it was complete. I think it was Yeats who said (I may be paraphrasing?) “a poem comes right with a click like a closing box.” I just listen for that click.

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?

It seems to me that a poem comes either from a memory like a toothache or from a moment of music in passing. Formally, I do fall into patterns -- most of the verse I’ve written for the past 6 years turns towards the sonnet, and in my last book of verse poems, Two Open Doors in a Field, most of them were sonnets that had the framework of driving and listening to the radio. When something feels good, I tend to want more of it, and because of that, I’ll stay in a single vein of form and subject until some natural conclusion feels reached, or, i.e. I feel a type of satiation. 

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

I prefer not to read my work in front of others; I think my body gets in the way of my words.

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?

The questions in the prose book I’m currently working surround the nature of honesty and center on an investigation of voice: what / who do we trust when we read? Where is the line between “fiction” and “nonfiction”? What does it mean to be an “unreliable” or “reliable” narrator? What stories are “worth” telling?

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?

All writers do really in some ways is point to a moment or thing or idea and say Look! I’d hope that we all point to things that feel important, but “important” is defined differently for everyone.

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

These days, I tend to only ask for feedback from a friend or two when a piece feels too close to me, and the questions I put forth to them are usually broad. On a book level, I haven’t had much trouble, but that’s likely only because the publishers I’ve had have offered very few edits. 

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

Dorothy Parker once said “The cure for boredom is curiosity. There is no cure for curiosity.” I am not a person who ever gets bored, but it seems like a good piece of thought to pass along.

10 - How easy has it been for you to move between genres (poetry to collaboration)? What do you see as the appeal?

I don’t sit down to write having any expectation for the form that words will become. Maybe the words will call for verse, maybe it will want to be prose. I’d like to collaborate more with people who work in visual mediums – a filmmaker friend recently invited me to collaborate on some pitches for a documentary that won’t have anything to do with literature. I think it might end up being about Komodo dragons. Collaboration is energizing in part because it exercises the muscle of listening, and leans away from ego.

11 - 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 have no routine whatsoever really. Each day begins with my cat being hungry – his hunger is the most consistent thing in my life.

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

I don’t relate to the idea of being stalled with writing, but I think I turn to physical activity when I get into psychic tangles of any kind. Walking or dancing or swimming always feels clarifying, whether I’m in a moment of writing or not.

13 - What fragrance reminds you of home?

Roasted chicken and dust.

14 - 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 think books come from questions. Of the suggestions above, I would say that nature influences my writing most deeply–I read more nonfiction about the natural world than any fiction or poetry. As far as visual art, I’ve held kept Edward Hopper’s work as a touchstone for decades years – his spaces and light and sense of pause. I come from a fairly musical & music-loving family, so references to songs actually do seem to often show up in my work naturally. About 10 years ago I lived sporadically with the musician Cass McCombs, and living in a space that was really saturated with his music meant that while writing, I was also often pausing to listen to the muffled sounds of what he was creating and playing, far off in some other part of the house, and I think some of that atmosphere was knit into what I was writing at the time—I actually drew the title of my first book Meet Me Here At Dawn from the name of one of his songs.

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

I am consistently return to Rilke’s Duino Elegies. They feel like a touchstone for spiritual inquiry.

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

I would like to write a musical with someone! Musical theater is the most collaborative art form, and can be profoundly moving. I have been simmering around two specific ideas for musicals for many years – the key now is finding my own time that might align with a composer who has time. I’d love to work with my dear friend Daniel Heath, whose work you’re familiar with if you’ve ever heard the lush strings beneath some of Lana Del Rey’s most popular songs, but he’s endlessly busy, so if you are a composer reading this, write to me!

17 - 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 have loved to be a paleontologist. It’s a bit late for that I think, but I’ve had a fascination with dinosaurs since I was little, and I’m fascinated by how our understanding of them continues to evolve. I recently read Steve Brusatte’s book The Rise and Fall of the Dinosaurs: A New History of a Lost World – highly recommend.

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

I’m not even sure I can answer the question! Writing has never seemed like much of a choice.

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

I will offer the two most recent collections of poetry I’ve read by peers: K. Iver’s Short Film Starring My Beloved’s Red Bronco and Eugenia Leigh’s Bianca – both are brilliant and incisive.

20 - What are you currently working on?

I’m working on a chapbook of poems about an angel (which is also about addiction and the penal system) and a book of prose tentatively titled that is in some ways a hall of mirrors to my collaborative book There Is Only One Ghost in the World, though this one is a solo venture. We’ll see what happens.

12 or 20 (second series) questions;

Sunday, November 05, 2023

12 or 20 (second series) questions with Jill Mceldowney

Jill Mceldowney is the author of the full length collection Otherlight (YesYes Books) and the chapbook Airs Above Ground (Finishing Line Press). She is a founder and editor of Madhouse Press. Her previously published work can be found in journals such as Prairie Schooner, Fugue, Vinyl, Muzzle, and other notable publications.

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?

Otherlight is my first full length collection! I’m super excited about it–publishing a full length collection is something I’ve been chasing for almost 10 years so it feels amazing to have it out in the world. I’m incredibly lucky to have been able to bring this book out with YesYes Books–working with them has been nothing short of absolutely amazing.

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

I actually started out as a fiction writer! I took an Intro to Poetry class in undergrad to fill my required credits. The class was taught by Josh Young who, about half-way through the semester, was like “You need to be a poet.” That kind of decided it for me honestly.

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 wrote Otherlight very quickly. It took me about 3 months to write the first full draft and then I spent about two years revising it and rewriting it. I used to be able to write so fast–I wrote 2 full length manuscripts while in grad school. Now, my process is much slower which I actually think is more in line with the material that I’m writing about and thinking about.

I usually start out with a plan for a chapbook and then see how things go. I love really concise, straight to the point books so that process really makes sense for me.

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?

I’m definitely a “book poet.” I don’t know if that’s an actual “thing” or not but I’m always writing toward a book or a full length manuscript. I’m not the poet who can write a singular stand out poem. I love the challenge of working on a manuscript and the way verse lends itself to world building and creating an atmosphere. Building a world for the poems to live in is one of the most fun parts of the whole process.

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

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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?

Otherlight as a whole is particularly interested in interrogating grief–what it means to individual and what it means to live with unresolved grief. I really wanted this book to–as closely as possible–depict grief and the processing of loss. It bothers me when the end of a book wraps up grief so neatly at the end and gives the impression that everything is okay. It doesn’t really work like. In the last few poems of Otherlight I wanted my reader to get the sense that the speaker was working through their loss, their grief–but wasn’t necessary working their way out of 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?

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

I definitely have my “first readers” who I send everything to. Caroline Chavatel, who works with me on Madhouse Press, is a brilliant editor. Katherine Sullivan was the editor for Otherlight. Working with her was so amazing–her attention to detail made the book that much stronger. It was a gift to have an editor who saw what the book could be from the start.

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

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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 definitely don’t have a strict writing routine–I have to write when I can now. I'm a lawyer and that is a job that can definitely be all consuming. I have to be kind of crafty with my time and how I work in poems. If I have a 5-10 min break between meetings or research or drafting a legal brief, I’ll try and draft something–anything–even if its just a line. I take a lot of voice memos now while I'm driving and craft poems out of them later.

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

Interestingly enough whenever I feel stuck or like I can’t write–I go read a novel. Reading prose really helps me when I get stuck. I also I have books that I just keep returning to and rereading that just make me want to write poems. Just to name a few, some of those books are Ampersand Revisited by Simeon Berry, Carolina Ghost Woods by Judy Jordan, Fieldnotes on Ordinary Love by Keith S. Wilson, A Hunger by Lucie Brock-Broido.

12 - What fragrance reminds you of home?

Lavender.

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?

X

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

Having a life outside of being a “poet” is definitely important for me and my work. Even just having a job that is not academia or poetry related is really healthy I think. It works for me. I spend time riding my horse, doing other types of art.

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

X

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?

It would certainly be nice to be a full time writer. :) Right now I’m working in tax and immigration law full time but I love poetry

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

X

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

I’m working my way through all the books I bought while I was in law school and didn’t have the time to read. I just finished Yellow Rain by Mai Der Vang and thought it was absolutely brilliant.

19 - What are you currently working on?

I’m currently working on a manuscript that is investigating adult friendships, childhood, nostalgia. I’m also heavy into the revision process on a manuscript that continues my study with grief, trauma, violence.

12 or 20 (second series) questions;

Wednesday, June 21, 2023

Julia Kolchinsky Dasbach, 40 Weeks

 

Nature must be a mother

to pour : thunder : punch

through potholes : hoping this

will make something : anything

: grow : she must be moths : mouth

wide : wings panting for lightning :

who else would strike herself : flame

veining the air? who else would bear

children to rise in spring : only to feel them

cut months later? the moth’s

charred outline on a log : the double

wound : her children’s head sinking

: left to dry on another mother’s

windowsill : who else would ask

for such a violence?

Granville, Ohio-based poet Julia Kolchinsky Dasbach’s third full-length poetry title, following The Many Names for Mother (Kent State University Press, 2019) and Don’t Touch the Bones (Lost Horse Press, 2020), is 40 Weeks (Portland OR: YesYes Books, 2023), a book-length poem on pregnancy and the difficulties of waiting, wanting, catching and becoming. 40 Weeks follows pregnancy, a loss, and a further pregnancy, offering her poem-titles as individual and consecutive weeks, each named and sized after a corresponding vegetable-to-fetus size, from “Week 4: Poppy Seed” and “Week 9: Grape” to “Week 14: Lemon” and “Week 28: Eggplant.” Across this book-length suite, Dasbach composes a mapping of an intimate space, and the emotional and physical complexities and interruptions of everything that pregnancy, mothering and motherhood involves and surrounds. She writes violence and loss, swirls of surrender and survival. As the short single-sentence of the poem “Week 21: Carrot” ends: “into the street with your sun / still inside his laughter / brought icicles down / from a neighbor’s gutter / they shattered / irreparable / far from his body / unprotected and wholly / outside of you / inside / her fingerprints / became / permanent [.]”

Set in a sequence of weeks, Dasbach articulates poems about and around pregnancy and motherhood that ripple out into poems about how precarious and wonderful it is to live, and live deeply, allowing every part of her to surrender to an experience that overtakes every cell. “Four times they drew,” she offers, to open “Week 31: Coconut,” “checking blood / for sweetness—how quickly / the body can dissolve / what feeds it.” There is such a delicate precision to these poems, simultaneously hard-set and tender, as Dasbach composes poems of becoming and becoming more; of being and the slow difficulty and clear beauty of pregnancy and motherhood, along with all the confusion, insecurity, heartbreak and all else that can’t help but come. “You’ve been leaking / for weeks now,” the poem “Week 38: Leek” begins, “secreting, sieving, / seeping, sweating even / in the absence / of heat. You’ve been / leaving yourself / on every fabric, / spending more time / surrounded / by water / so what escapes / comes home.” Dasbach’s 40 Weeks really is a breathtaking collection of documented moments in set lyric, even through the rush of attempting to document each moment as it occurs, before it moves on to the next, and remains in no other form but through memory, or here.

Monday, May 29, 2023

Alycia Pirmohamed, Another Way to Split Water

 

ORIGIN OF WATER II

as a child    she wore a skirt of seagulls
and was afraid of the dark    called her mother god
because what else

could mother an ocean but god?    she ate nankhatai
and plaited her hair    she smelled of cardamom

newly crushed and boiled    she split into spring’s tulips
carried a jar of condolences    just in case.

she was a daughter caught praying in the mountains.

she was stone through stone   melodic    a vase of trees
rattled by her name: water    like the roots that hold
the earth together.

ginan and its woven stanzas    she is the sound of a
messenger calling for another bird    another

metaphor for god   as a child    how was she to know
what to call beloved?

I’m both struck and charmed by the slow progressions of lyric observation and philosophical inquiry throughout “Canadian-born poet based in Scotland” Alycia Pirmohamed’s full-length poetry debut, Another Way to Split Water (Portland OR: YesYes Books/Edinburgh: Polygon Books, 2022). “I see the wind pull down the tautness / of trees and the swans at the lagoon part / through the wreckage.” she writes, as part of the poem “MEDITATION WHILE PLAITING MY HAIR,” “Each one is another translation for love / if love was more vessel than loose thread.” There is such a tone and tenor to each word; her craft is obvious, but managed in a way that simultaneously suggest an ease, even as the poems themselves are constantly seeking answers, seeking ground, across great distances of uncertainty and difficulty. “Yes, I desire knowledge,” she writes, as part of “AFTER THE HOUSE OF WISDOM,” “whether physical or moral or spiritual. / This kind of longing is a pattern embossed / on my skin.” It is these same patterns, perhaps, that stretch out across the page into her lyric, attempting to articulate what is otherwise unspoken.

There is such a strange and haunting beauty to her descriptions, whether through how she describes “each stammer of lightning” as part of the poem “NIGHTS / FLATLINE,” or, as part of the poem “I WANT THE KIND OF PERMANENCE IN / A BIRDWATCHER’S CATALOGUE,” as she offers: “Any birdwatcher will tell you / that winged boats // do not howl through their sharp, pyramid beaks. // That sound clicking through / waterlogged bodies // must be the prosody of my own desires.” The language of the poems across Another Way to Split Water delight in sparks and electrical patterns, providing far more lines and phrases that leap out than one can keep track of, beyond simply wishing to reproduce the book entirely. “Origins are also small memories,” she writes, as part of the poem “AFTER THE HOUSE OF WISDOM,” “and there is an ethics to remembering— / I hear lilting from below the evening green / that houses our episodic ghosts.” Two pages further, the poem “NERIUM OLEANDER” offers: “How much of her skin / is a body of water? // Nerium / because she is a flood // of rain as it falls / into a river, // because she sprouts / in rich alluvials.”