Monday, May 23, 2016

The Crafty Poet Now in a Revised Edition


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This is an update about my craft book, The Crafty Poet: A Portable Workshop. Many of you are already familiar with this book as it now approaches its third birthday. You already know that it includes work by such poets as Kim Addonizio, Kathryn Stripling Byer, Sydney Lea, Jan Beatty, and Baron Wormser. You know that the book includes Craft Tips, model poems, prompts based on the model poems, sample poems written to the prompts, and Q&As with poets. However, I want to let you know that I am now carrying this title with Terrapin Books which will also publish the sequel, The Crafty Poet II, sometime this summer.

I also want to let you know that Terrapin Books has just issued a Revised Edition of the original book. This edition includes a full table of contents which includes titles of all poems, including the sample poems, and all the poets' names. Another significant change is the addition of an Index at the back of the book. The Index includes the names of all poems, poets, and craft tips. The Index should be especially handy for teachers using the book in a class.

For this revision I switched to white paper from cream for enhanced readability. I also moved page numbers from the center bottom to bottom right and left for easier paging through the book.

Other than those changes, the book remains the same. If you already have the original Crafty, you don't need the new one. All pagination and content remain the same. However, if you don't have the book and were planning to get it, get the revised edition. If you are planning to use the text for a course or a workshop, you will want the revised edition. And of course, if you're planning to give the book as a gift, you'll want the revised one.

Friday, May 20, 2016

Book Launch Invitation


If you're in New Jersey this Sunday, May 22, please come to this book reading. 
Would love to see you there.
There will be homemade cookies.


Monday, May 9, 2016

Win a Free Copy of The Uneaten Carrots of Atonement

There's a Giveaway running now until May 22 for a single copy of my new poetry collection, The Uneaten Carrots of Atonement. You have to belong to Goodreads in order to enter, but if you're not already a member, it's easy to become one. It costs nothing to join Goodreads or to enter the Giveaway. Somebody has to win; it might as well be you.


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The Uneaten Carrots of Atonement by Diane Lockward

The Uneaten Carrots of Atonement

by Diane Lockward


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Wednesday, April 20, 2016

The Poet on the Poem: Ginger Murchison


I am pleased to feature Ginger Murchison in The Poet on the Poem.


Ginger Murchison earned her MFA from Warren Wilson College. Together with Thomas Lux, she helped found Poetry at Tech, where she served as associate director for five years and since as one of its visiting McEver Chairs in Poetry. She is a member of the Board of Trustees of The Frost Place,
a member of the conference faculty for the Palm Beach Poetry Festival, a regular guest at the Bread Loaf Writers’Conference, and Editor-in-Chief of the acclaimed The Cortland Review. She lives in Ft. Myers, Florida.


Today's poem comes from Ginger's book, a scrap of linen, a bone.

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Roller Coaster

          
It starts with the climbing in,
nerved-up enough
for that defiance
of gravity, the slow-grind                          
rackety-clack one-inch cog                         
at a time—the mystery of machinery,
the sane and safe weightedness
of stiff-starched values,       
wondering if there were                          
sins we committed               
since our last confession, then               
at the top, out on the edge,
beyond the solid-ground world                            
parents live in, we test life,                        
theirs and our own, up where            
we are a hole in the sky,                     
wholly abandoned in the eyes-
shut, heart-stopped drop,
like lawlessness on falling‘s
crisp speed, the first curve, a blur,                                     
the world’s suddenness,                                                     
metal, air and a prayer
half-mouthed, spun,
flung into another plunge,
a curve swerving,
a tiny boat in a tempest—                                                                                                  
and isn’t this how we want                    
to live, live higher up,                                                                                                          
hungry to leave the ground,
flinging sparks, the lights brighter,
the dark darker, bodies at war                               
with mere air, but still obedient
to the tracks laid down
to keep us on track.     


DL: Your poem is as thrilling as the ride it describes. I think that the intensity and energy have something to do with the shape of the poem. Talk to us about that. Why the long skinny format?

GM: I wanted the poem to feel like that ride. I settled on the short lines from the beginning because, first, I wanted the poem to look like a roller coaster, but beyond that, I wanted the reader, at the end of each line, jerked forward by the poem’s enjambments to the beginning of the next line in the same way riders are jerked side to side throughout a ride. Enjambments (line endings at a place other than a natural grammatical pause) can occur more frequently when the lines are very short, and because enjambments make the line work against the sentence, they actually create a subtle physical discomfort in the reader. At an enjambment, the reader stands at the end of the line with one foot in the air and nowhere to put it down. Off-balance, he’s seeking completion of the grammatical thought, so he’s compelled forward to the next line, then immediately, he’s at that unsettling place again. The reader’s movement through the poem is intended to mimic how we are tossed around on a roller coaster. The enjambment is a marvelous device in any poem where you don’t want the reader comfortable.
 
DL: Your poem consists of one long sentence. What Is the intention behind this strategy? What do you think the single sentence adds that a series of sentences might lose?

GM: Remember how a roller coaster eases out at the beginning, then inches up the long incline, and we’re holding our breath in anticipation? We don’t hold our breath because we don’t know what’s going to happen. We hold it because we know precisely what’s coming, and we’re breathlessly waiting for the thrill of that drop. Once it comes, the whole ride is over in mere seconds. There’s no stopping along the way, no place for breathing. In the same way, a one-sentence poem leaves the reader breathless at the end. “The Double Play,” by Robert Wallace, is a one-sentence poem I’ve taught for years. Visualize that single fluid movement of the 5 players involved in the double play. Wallace’s poem uses grammar to enact that exactly. My college baseball players are surprised at the fluidity in that poem—how the ball moves forward player to player without the slightest hesitation in the telling. Only a single sentence could do that in the same way that only a single sentence could describe that roller coaster ride. Grammar, if you let it, does a lot of the heavy lifting in a poem. 

DL: You use a lot of hyphenated words, sometimes singly as in “nerved-up,” “stiff-starched,” and “solid-ground.” Other times you have hyphenated words in a row, e.g., “slow-grind rackety-clack one-inch cog” or “eyes-shut, heart-stopped drop.” How did you land on this technique? Why employ it?

GM: I remember how, standing in line, we’d work up the courage to actually get on the roller coaster. “Nerved-up” seemed a good way to say that, and sometime later I added "enough." I liked the “uh-uh” that carried its own ambivalence. As the roller coaster made its “slow-grind” to the top, I wanted the reader to hear and feel that nerve-wracking “rackety-clack” that the chain lift made on the way to the top. I looked for words I could hitch together the way the cars were hitched together. A few lines later when we’re “a hole in the sky / wholly abandoned,” I wanted to initiate speed exactly where the roller coaster plunges into the “eyes-shut, heart-stopped drop.” It's almost impossible, reading aloud, not to feel yourself speed up at that point. “Eyes-shut, heart-stopped drop” reads faster with the hyphens than without, and the enjambments contribute to hurtling the reader forward. Even the smallest detail can add something fairly dramatic to a poem. We should pay attention to every opportunity our poem offers.  

DL: You use a variety of devices of sound which make the poem a joy to read aloud. Among these devices are the following:

            a. Internal rhyme, e.g., “a curve,” “a blur,” and “a curve swerving”; “air” and “prayer”; “flung” and “plunge.”
            b. Words contained within other words, such as “sins” and “since”; “hole” and “wholly”; “dark” and “darker.”
            c. Alliteration, e.g., “sane,” “safe,” “stiff-starched”; “tiny” and “tempest”; “committed” and “confession.”

Please comment on your use of devices of sound. Did they emerge intuitively or were they sought after? At what point in your drafting, did they appear? What role did they play in revision?

GM: Thomas Lux taught the first poetry workshop I took. He said then and still says that poems are “made things,” so it’s not far-fetched that those Georgia Tech engineers can make poems out of the same attentiveness they’d pay to making a bridge. I love that poetry is a craft, and I love its devices. That internal rhyme you point to, stacked as it is into that curve, hopes to keep up the speed and make the reader feel a bit tossed side to side as the poem flings those blended sounds right then left. We are good readers. Our eye notices the “ur” in “curve” and “blur” before we get there. Then those internal rhymes pile up, and at “air,” the eye’s already moved on to “prayer,” registering that sound even before it’s spoken. Then “spun” starts that rolling “un - un - un” that gets “flung” right in the face of “ur - ur” at “curve swerving.” Notice how fast we’re moving through the poem at this point? The internal rhymes push the speed into the “blur” of the “curve swerving,” and the poem has its own kind of centrifugal force, and it's a felt force.

“Sins” and “since” appear at that most vulnerable short-vowel sucked-in-breath moment right at the top where “we are a hole in the sky, / wholly abandoned,” a long-O moment, producing an appropriate “oh-oh.” “Dark darker” just aimed, like “lights brighter,” for the intensification of sensation—exactly what the roller coaster symbolized. 


I’m more likely to think about alliteration in revision. I’m guessing “stiff-starched” or an equivalent has popped into more than one poem of mine. I went to Catholic school, where I got an A+ education. I learned to love words and loved playing with how hard and soft sounds changed things, how changing a sentence's rhythm got different results. I got my grammar there, too, but in some respects, it was a “stiff-starched” world. I didn’t give myself permission to write a poem until I had quit teaching and had my “other work” done.

DL: Towards the end of the poem you have a kind of turn line: “and isn’t this how we want / to live…” which moves the poem into metaphor. What was the original goal of the poem? At what point did you know you were going to transition into the metaphorical?

GM: "Roller Coaster" was born out of a conversation with some high-school buddies reflecting on our memories of Joyland, an amusement park in Wichita, Kansas. I found a YouTube video of the supposed last ride on that roller coaster, and I watched it dozens of times. I wanted to put that roller coaster back in action for my classmates, to recreate the sensations we remembered. The devices we’ve talked about here helped me with that, but the transition you noticed showed up for me, first, in that “out on the edge” moment, “beyond the solid-ground world / parents live in.” It was at that peak of the poem’s and my experience that the roller coaster became a vehicle of my moving beyond them, so you’re exactly right. That plunge led directly into a metaphorical turn, and that’s where the surprise was for me—how all the poetic devices stop at exactly that spot, how the poem slows down, how that roller coaster, a metaphor for my own sense of self, could “leave the ground / flinging sparks….at war with mere air” and yet not break any of the laws of physics and mechanics that kept it on track. That’s said, in some way, in many of my poems. I was part of that generation of women for whom objects like the roller coaster, like the river, like a book or an orchid or an echo served some part in a recognition of self, why a scrap of linen, a bone has a confessed archaeological overarch.

Thank you, Diane, so kindly for your questions and thanks to all your readers who’ve stuck with me this far. I love a chance to talk about what happens in a poem. At the beginning of an Iowa Summer Seminar with Richard Jackson, he asked us what we wanted to learn. I said I wanted to learn to read like a writer, not to simply conclude what I liked and didn’t like, but to find out what the poet had done inside the poem to manipulate my response. A good poet has to be a good reader. I’ve had excellent teachers.


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Readers, please listen to Ginger "Roller Coaster."

Readers, it looks like I'm not the only one who admires Ginger's poem. Garrison Keillor read "Roller Coaster" on April 14 on The Writer's Almanac.
        


Tuesday, April 12, 2016

Terrapin Books Publishes Its First Book: The Doll Collection


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I’m pleased to announce that the first book from my new press, Terrapin Books, has just been released. The Doll Collection is an anthology of poems, the first-ever collection focused on dolls. Our first submission period resulted in an amazing number of submissions, so many that selection was very difficult. But I’m satisfied that the 88 outstanding poems by 89 outstanding poets make for an exciting and varied collection. Poets include Patricia Fargnoli, Ann Fisher-Wirth, David Trinidad, Richard Garcia, Cecilia Woloch, Michael Waters, and Alice Friman. Visit the website to see the entire list of poets.

I’m also very pleased with the cover. I initially had a cover image that I found on Fotolia. The image included some antique dolls in front of a dollhouse, but, while I loved the image, it just wasn’t working out in the cover design. So I went back to Fotolia, uncovered the photographer’s name, and googled him. The Google search led me to Emanuele Mazzoni on Facebook. It turned out that he lives in Italy. So I private messaged him at Facebook and asked if he had any similar images. He had many and was happy to send them to me. I fell in love with the one you see on the cover. The photo was taken at a doll museum in Provence, France.

Poet Nicole Cooley provided the Introduction and it’s wonderful. Dolls have an intriguing history and play a significant role in our lives—and not just the lives of girls. As Nicole writes,

          This wonderful anthology of poems Diane Lockward has edited asks us to 
          rethink dolls. Not just toys, dolls signify much more than childhood. Dolls 
          shape our thinking about the female body, about race and class. Dolls influence 
          our understanding of childhood. Symbols of perfection, they both comfort 
          and terrify. . . .They are replicas, simulacra, souvenirs and secrets. They 
          are objects we recall with intense nostalgia but also bodies we dismember 
          and destroy.

At this point I’ve sent out all the contributors’ copies and am planning some events. The official book launch will be on Sunday, July 17, at my local library in New Jersey. The librarian is working on lining up a doll exhibit to accompany the reading. One of the poets has offered her doll collection for loan. Several of the poets, it turned out, are also collectors. Save the date if you’re anywhere near West Caldwell, NJ. Right now it looks like we’ll have 15 poets joining this celebratory reading.

I hope you’ll pick up a copy of The Doll Collection. As many of the contributors have noted, the book also makes a great gift.

Nicole ends her Introduction with this invitation:

          The Doll Collection shows us that dolls are windows to other worlds.

          Dolls are portals to our pasts and to ourselves.

          Dolls open the doors to our imagination.

Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Poetry Reading with Color Slides: Charlotte Mandel

This should be a lovely and special poetry reading. Charlotte Mandel will read from her new book, Through a Garden Gate. This is a book of poems inspired by the different settings in her son-in-law's spectacular and huge garden. The book includes color photos taken by the son-in-law. The reading will be accompanied by a slide show. Refreshments follow the reading.

Please join us at 2:00 on Sunday, April 10, at the West Caldwell Public Library.



Reading for Rabbit Ears: TV Poems


This Thursday, April 7, I'll be reading with seven other poets from Rabbit Ears: TV Poems, along with editor Joel Allegretti. Each poet will read his or her own poem from the anthology and one other poem selected for us by Joel. Serendipity compelled Joel to choose for me a poem by Karla Huston, a poet who lives in Wisconsin and who I know in a long-distance kind of way and have met in person at a few Dodge Poetry Festivals. I think that if given the choice I probably would have chosen to read Karla's poem. The reading will last approximately one hour. Try to join us.


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