Dark Matter: Women Witnessing

October 18, 2020 § Leave a comment

I participated in an editorial discussion via Zoom with some fellow writers on the subject of wildfires and buried seeds this August. The transcript of our talk has just appeared in Dark Matter: Women Witnessing, along with a poem—“Shelter”—from my sequence ‘Seeds.’ Live now in this month’s October 2020 edition: “EDITORIAL: Buried Seeds in Burning Times

“From our Call for Submissions: We are living a moment in which planetary concerns converge acutely with the concerns of this journal. It’s a moment that feels dark to many of us and is uncertain for all of us, that has exposed much that was buried before, a moment in which we can no longer deny that we live in bodies and that the health of our bodies cannot be separated from the health of our social and eco-systems. Dark Matter: Women Witnessing was made for this moment of knowing and unknowing.”

#wildfire#seed#serotiny#burning 🔥

“Black Mud” + “Tardigrade”

August 1, 2020 § Leave a comment

Screen Shot 2020-08-01 at 1.25.46 PMTwo poems of mine have just appeared in Otoliths, Issue 58, Southern Winter 2020 edition. My thanks to Mark Young for publishing another seed, “Tardigrade,” from a sequence on resilience and ecological destruction, as well as the long version of “Black Mud.” I cut down a much shorter version of this poem to serve as words for an Art Song, with music composed by Yi-Ning Lo, for Art Song Lab 2020. Its performance can be screened here.

 

 

ᚁ, k’i, betula

April 29, 2020 § Leave a comment

My poem “ᚁ, k’i, betula” has just appeared in Otoliths magazine, Southern Autumn 2020 (Issue 57, 1 May 2020). It’s part of a long sequence I’ve been working on called “Seeds.”  My thanks to editor Mark Young for accepting it and setting the complicated text.

ᚁ, beith, birch, first letter of ogam ᚛ᚑᚌᚐᚋ᚜ the tree language.

Is there something it is like to be a birch tree, in the conversion of sunlight to green shadows and tree flesh? …

 

Poetry & Resilience: Lung, Muscle, Archive, Beautiful Cell

April 16, 2020 § Leave a comment

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I’m writing this in a small, stitched notebook made in Japan, with the words LIFE / PISTACHIO stamped across the front: the colour of dried blood on pistachio green. It’s March 16, 2020. An RVA virus called SARS-CoV-2 has slipped from bat to pangolin, a smudge of blood to human hand to lip to lung, lungs. Breathe. Breathe…..

My post in the ecopoetics series, guest-edited by Jesse Holth, can be found here at The Puritan‘s blog, The Town Crier.

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