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| Tania Pryputniewicz Photo Patrick Lizza |
What a busy month—crowned
by a beautiful weekend in Sonoma County at Occidental Center for the Arts. I’ll
be posting video footage from the event later when we edit it (thanks to Peter
Pryputniewicz and Patrick Lizza on camera), but for now, I wanted to share this
photo taken by the banks of Austin Creek in the green heart of Russian River land.
Patrick and my poetry movie collaborator Robyn Beattie helped me overcome some
stage fright. Though the takes of the title poem, November Butterfly, were
trumped by nature’s rushing water, reciting the poem so many times for the
camera made for a no-nerves live performance in front of my home crowd (with my father on piano). I feel the photo
captures my love for words and the river.
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| Photo Robyn Beattie Cover Design Don Mitchell |
I came home to
San Diego to a new review of November Butterfly (Saddle Road Press, 2014) by Glynn Young (thank you Tweetspeak!). Young chose to
focus on the poem, Mordred’s Dream, a Refusal from the Camelot section of the book:
In the
poem, Mordred is refusing his mother’s demand that he betray Arthur. But the
fact that the title indicates this is a dream, and the subtitle “A Refusal”
doesn’t preclude a later acceptance, moves the figure of Mordred into a
different place. He knows what she is asking is a terrible wrong, even if it is
“only” a dream. –Glynn Young, Poets and Poems: Tania Pryputniewicz and November Butterfly, Tweetspeak Poetry
You can read rest of review here: Poetry From Poets and Poems: Tania Pryputniewicz and November Butterfly. Tweetspeak offers a rich newsletter, ongoing poetry prompts, and a
diverse and lively comment community should you be looking for conversation and
inspiration. Tweetspeak is looking for poems about blue jeans...read about it here, post your poem in their comments: Show Us Your (Poetry) Jeans.
Tarot Writing Class Forming: Wheel of
Archetypal Selves: Hanged One to Star
We just finished
a rich and fertile trek through Wheel of Archetypal Selves: Lovers to Strength, focusing on Arcanum VI to Arcanum XI.
Join me May 18 for the next Wheel of Archetypal Selves Tarot Writing course,
Stasis to Radiance: Hanged One to Star (Arcanum XII to Arcanum XVII). We spend one week on each Major, writing
to our associations and considering the interpretations of a variety of Tarot
scholars. We journal our way closer to a lived understanding of the cards, sometimes writing essays, poetry, or reveries of unnamed form. Our new class is taking shape as we speak; join us online. To sign up, visit Story Circle Network: Wheel of Archetypal Selves: Hanged One to Star.
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| Liz Brennan and Tania Pryputniewicz |
Liz Brennan is
looking for prose poem submissions for her Atlas of Goodbye Series. Here’s a
link to the first one she wrote, Atlas of Goodbye #1, which begins:
"Perhaps I feel your absence today in a loosening lull in the rain after a clap of thunder shakes the upper windows..."
"Perhaps I feel your absence today in a loosening lull in the rain after a clap of thunder shakes the upper windows..."
And a link to
the one I wrote, starring, at his request, my husband: Atlas of Goodbye #2, which begins:
"Perhaps I feel your absence more keenly beside you four months before we marry in February chill of river house..."
"Perhaps I feel your absence more keenly beside you four months before we marry in February chill of river house..."
And a link to
one by Tess P., Atlas of Goodbyes #3:
"Perhaps it is a small gesture that we practice saying goodbye to you in this way--you are everywhere: postcards, baseball hats, sweatshirts, tote bags, water bottles, coffee cups, Christmas cards and so on..."
"Perhaps it is a small gesture that we practice saying goodbye to you in this way--you are everywhere: postcards, baseball hats, sweatshirts, tote bags, water bottles, coffee cups, Christmas cards and so on..."
Please do write
and send one in to Liz!
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| Sculpture Sandy Frank Poem by Tania Pryputniewicz |
Sculpture by Sandy Frank will be featured in a show at
Davis, California this coming weekend, May 1-3, for
the 26 Annual California Clay Competition Exhibit. Reception: Friday, May 1st, 7-9
p.m. Visit The Artery’s website for more details.
Sculpture by
Frank includes this one featuring the poem Someone, published in November Butterfly (Saddle Road Press, 2014).
If in Davis,
stop in and support her work. Here’s a link to my web page where you’ll find
notes about our process of sculpture/poetry collaboration and a few more photos of Sandy's poetry sculptures, including one using the words from Selke and Seer sections of the poem A Maritime Trilogy, also published in November Butterfly: Collaborations for Bread.
Extract(s) selects three Poems from
November Butterfly:
Veil, Veil II
and Transport will appear at Extract(s) later in May; I will post a link as
soon as it goes live. May 11 update: Poems live: Guinevere reflects on her abduction, Guinevere to Lancelot, and Lancelot Grieves in Veil, Veil II and Transport.
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| Edith O'Nuallain |
New post is up
by Edith O’ Nuallain, across the sea from her home in Ireland; her post is all about Mining the Unbliss of Motherhood and the realities of
forging a writer’s identity while raising children.
Edith writes: "I used to imagine that all my favourite female saints and mystics, those dead fore-sisters from the paeans of my Catholic childhood were rushing past me, brushing my lips, my cheeks, my hair with the vestiges of their silent presence. Then I felt as if I was flying, soaring through the skies of my imagined paradise..."
Read rest of her post here:Mining the Unbliss of Motherhood and do stop and leave her a comment, or write us your own guest post and let us know how you stay sane, thrive, love your children, and love your way to your own writing.
Edith writes: "I used to imagine that all my favourite female saints and mystics, those dead fore-sisters from the paeans of my Catholic childhood were rushing past me, brushing my lips, my cheeks, my hair with the vestiges of their silent presence. Then I felt as if I was flying, soaring through the skies of my imagined paradise..."
Read rest of her post here:
