Kathi Wolfe spoke with Epic City‘s Carolivia Herron about poetry and her latest release, Love and Kumquats. Kathi also treats the audience to a reading of select poems. You can listen to the conversation at mixcloud.
The Poetry Foundation published “Cheers to Split This Rock Poetry Festival: Ten Years Strong This Weekend!” earlier this month. The piece discusses Split This Rock’s success in highlighting under-represented poets, and cites a recent essay by Kathi Wolfe (Uppity Blind Girl, BrickHouse Books), a regular contributor to the Washington Blade.
Check out the links below for thoughtful discourse on intersectionality and representation in poetry, and a collection of poetry relevant to current events:
- “Cheers to Split This Rock Poetry Festival: Ten Years Strong This Weekend!” by Harriet Staff, The Poetry Foundation
- Speaking truth to power at Split This Rock by Kathi Wolfe, Washington Blade
- April Poetry Portfolio, curated by Split This Rock
U.S. Poet Laureate Ted Kooser recently featured P. Ivan Young’s poem “Fishing for Bream” in American Life in Poetry, Column 681. What a wonderful honor!
“Fishing for Bream” is part of P. Ivan Young’s collection, Smell of Salt, Ghost of Rain, released by BrickHouse Books in 2015. “Visiting the Neighborhood,” also part of Smell of Salt, Ghost of Rain, was featured in Column 640 in 2017.
Kathi Wolfe is a writer and poet whose work has been featured in several publications, including Gargoyle and Beltway Poetry Quarterly. She was the winner of the 2014 Stonewall Chapbook competition with her collection, The Uppity Blind Girl Poems. You can follow Kathi on Twitter @UppityBlindGirl.
Welcome back to another edition of BrickHouse Books’ Featured Excerpts! Last month, we delved into John C. McLucas’ debut novel, Dialogues on the Beach! This month, we’re heading into the world of poetry with Peter Weltner!
The Light of the Sun Become Sea is Weltner’s latest release with BrickHouse Books. Accomplished poet Joseph Stroud wrote of this collection:
. . .These poems. . .meld the past and the present, the personal and the historical, Classicism and Romanticism, myth and the quotidian, Eros and Thanatos. These poems look directly at the world. They don’t flinch in the face of loss and death. They strive for a transcendence where “All’s right. All’s water. All’s paradise shimmering.”
Join us as we explore the beautiful language of this collection, with three excerpts hand-selected by Weltner himself!
All passion’s a chant before sunrise, what is
real, unstoppable, that sanctifies the world,
makes it holier, a man abandoned, his
hopes denied him, mine by women that hurled
you from me. I followed your route. I watched
you walking not to get away, but to be
less ruined, to return some day, touched
by my hands, my lips, your wanting to see
more clearly the rooms we might dwell in, poorer
but more free, seeking to renew what’s below
you, what you’d seen in water flowing under
the bridge, enough rubble there to restore Santiago.
from “The Way Open to Other Ways”
So far north, June shocks as in a Russian
novel. First winter thaws in shadows. Raw
mud turns grass’s emerald. Then the land
flares into the Chinese colors I saw
as the sun shone through crane-white clouds
on an ancient silkscreen, a monk, plain,
hog-fat, sucking plums, making no sounds,
quieter than lotus on the mountain. Plums stain
his robe wine-red. A boat waits by his hut.
In farewell, he embraces the farmer who hoes
his beds, its flowers topaz, agate.
If beauty’s found in decay, winter snows,
in labor, the raked-over loam, the ice-
laden gates, then summer’s paradisal. By stone
walls and cliffs, his skiff flows. Rice
fills his bowl. Peace comes to everyone.
The great good place of the world
is tremulous with light:
a forest of vines and brush,
its pathless ways through loblolly stands,
the flocks of birds encircling a lake,
the geese diving,
each blessing the water,
as ivy, trees sanctify the words
you use, offering you
their meaning, their eloquence.
A sun shines through you
as through a thick fog
that settles over the morning hours
of the city you grew up in, street sounds, songs,
what no one’s ever done with,
the stories they know of glory,
a cooling rain in June,
wet sidewalks, brownstones,
you, a dialogue between dawn and mist,
the light of the sun become sea.
To learn more about Peter Weltner and his works, visit Peter’s BHB Profile Page.
This new collection of poetry from Donald Richardson is quilted from decades of work, spanning from Knocking Them Dead and Night Waters to Romantic Unions, new poems from 2016 and 2017. In many ways, the poems are messages to loved ones, a scrapbook of memories and reflections, things so deeply personal yet ubiquitous to the human experience.
Portraits on the cover, beautifully rendered by artist Bob Callahan, capture the essence of reflection, and are the perfect partners to Richardson’s poems.
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