from The Endurance
ROLL CALL You who were not born in a boat. You who can not tread water. You who do not qualify for safe passage. You who are without a compass. You who cannot take the air between your hands and feel the ions of improbability. You who have not stepped out of the satin shadows.…
Sylvia Plath’s Daddy
Of all the poems to rewrite, or respond to, “Daddy” remains the most difficult (for me at least). It is its own ecosystem; it captures the range of traumas available to a young woman circa 1963 and onward, both inside and outside the house, the body, history. It enacts the repetitions of gendered trauma and…
My Ariel: Off Cuts
Big as My Ariel is there was a lot more that didn’t go in. I will post a few here over the next few weeks.
Death & Co.
The latest from My Ariel is up. Thanks to Mark Bibbins at The Awl. The dead bell, the dead bell Every Christ a clap of bad behaviour, Ballsy as Blake, a birthmark Of meat, a red frill of privilege. Baby eaters all, a sweet girl In a white cage. Such a useful future Looming, the men…
The latest poem from my new Plath manuscript is up at The Walrus. Thanks to Damian Rogers for choosing it. If they look familiar, they should be: they are re-visions, ghostings, confrontations, and responses to Sylvia Plath’s Ariel. “The Jailor,” The Walrus “I am no Lady, Lazarus,” Rusty Toque “Little Fugue,” The Awl “Thalidomide,” “The Rabbit Catcher,” The Malahat Review “Couriers,” “Cut,”…
Sunday Poem: For Coach House
I feel the need to go back to the moment before I created Lemon Hound, the blog, which means, going back to the time of writing Lemon Hound, the book, a process that made me aware of my more vocal alter ego. Here she is, lounging confidently in an open window, on a bridge, in…
Originally posted on NewPoetry: Sina Queyras ? You created me, you should remember me; leaned your face into the canto of …..my birth and broke air with me, breathed your best, your unrest Into me even as you bled, and my father—a taut shock of muscle—caught me …..as an Eagle takes a trout. It was…
Boston Review posts Manual for Remembering
When in doubt, wear lipstick. Also, carefully evaluate ventilation, cables, connectors. Work as closely as possible to the area where remembering is being performed. Apply shades evenly, keep a fresh tube of Chanel on hand. Use only double insulated gloves. Steel-toed boots. Be sure all ideas are grounded, all equipment disconnected before service. If using…
Sylvia Plath’s Elegy for Sylvia Plath by Sina Queyras
Here’s another poem from MxT, due out from Coach House in April 2014 (see last post for details). Sylvia Plath’s Elegy for Sylvia Plath by Sina Queyras : Poetry Magazine.
Happy to have a poem in this month’s Poetry magazine. It’s actually not a poem, or wasn’t intended to be a poem. The magazine asked me to write a few of my “Don’ts” as a follow up to Pound’s famous, “A Few Don’ts by an Imagiste.” You’ll find my contribution, Tightrope, here.