and I’m honored to be part of such a beautiful online publication. Take a look! Not just mine–all the great stuff they’ve got there.
I need to add this! Now I have found out more about the Beowulf excerpt I so admired (see my last post). The translation is from an amazing community effort.
How cool is this?
Ancient words assembled by community tale-tellers long before being written down (and brought to the world’s attention by J.R.R. Tolkien, with unexpected consequences!). . .
Now a community of readers/translators is bringing the words to new audiences eager for the tales.
Read about it HERE.
Here’s the workbook! Sadly, I don’t know any Anglo-Saxon (aka Old English), but if you do, you can participate.
And HERE you can find the open-access PDF, with a rationale for participating:
Artist Daniel Brush (1947-2022):
“If they can look at my work and hear my heart pounding, what they really hear is their heart pounding.”New York Times obituary, Neil Genzlinger, Dec. 28, 2022
I’m so pleased my work is featured on this great poetry web site.
SWWIM is a Miami-based poetry organization. Here’s what the organizers and editors say of themselves: “SWWIM (Supporting Women Writers in Miami) was co-founded by Jen Karetnick and Catherine Esposito Prescott. SWWIM publishes, promotes, and celebrates women writers, trans and cis women, nonbinary, intersex, and other gender-expansive communities, with a year-round reading series held at The Betsy-South Beach in Miami Beach, FL and the online poetry journal SWWIM Every Day.”
Take a look at all the wonderful poetry there! You can sign up to get one a day delivered to your in-box:
Nov 28 Penelope, Exasperated
I have given you bread and salt.
You salted the furrows, you salted the wound.
You wound your way across the Adriatic
ten years to me, while I, at cross-purposes,
wily, unraveled this loom, turned into your maybe,
turn and return and turn again. Made me
bitter. Made me old. You, what may you gain?
Kill the suitors, hang the maids? What? What?
You know the secret of our bed? It suits you that
I wait. No. This time when you’re gone, when
the weight of you is gone, I step onto the portico, and
Goddess, I hold up my hands. You, down at the port
with all your faithful hands. A sail stands in to harbor.
This time I’m done. No more understanding woman.
If you come back, know it, I’ll be gone. Don’t think to moor
in that same cove again.
and I have two poems in it!
Take a look. I am thrilled my work is featured in this wonderful Canadian journal.
[LATER NOTE: The link takes you to the current issue, which is great, but if you want to see mine, click on PAST ISSUES and go to no. 30]
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This is a journal @ZoeticPress. My poem “Take the Left Turn Right” will be published in the upcoming “In Motion” issue. More when it goes live!
If you are in the Taos NM area in late July, or if you can travel there, the SOMOS conference is just great. I attended last year online and got a lot out of the experience. The sessions are not just for poets, either. Writers of fiction and other genres will find some rich resources here, and this year, many sessions are live. As last year, online sessions are also offered. Check out the SOMOS information HERE.