Showing posts with label Jennifer Chang. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jennifer Chang. Show all posts

Friday, December 20, 2024

A Quick Guide to the NBCC Poetry Longlist 2024

 For the first time, National Book Critics Circle is sharing its long lists for their annual awards,

Kenze Allen

including poetry. This year’s stellar works show the range and depth of United States poetry at this time in history. Please share with me these exciting works by reading about them and supporting the individuals and their presses by purchasing copies. I have some personal and quoted notes to share:

 An Authentic Life by Jennifer Chang (Copper Canyon): Poet and scholar Jennifer Chang was born in New Jersey. She earned her MFA and PhD from the University of Virginia and teaches at the University of Texas at Austin. Other books are The History of Anonymity (University of Georgia Press, 2008), and Some Say the Lark (Alice James Books, 2017). Her lines are taut, dramatic, progressions through multiple timelines. Her press writes, "Poems navigate wounds opened by explorations of family and generational trauma, and draw on the author’s experiences as a mother, as the daughter of immigrants, and as a citizen of our deeply divided nation.” 

Cloud Missives by Kenzie Allen (Tin House): An Indigenous Nations Poets fellow of the first year, Kenzie’s debut book combines historical texts and lyric works to create response to her Haudenosaunee descendancy. She creates new forms to hold together the histories, maps, and emotions. Not to be missed. From her press: “Like an anthropologist, Kenzie Allen reveals a life from what endures after tragedies and acts of survival. Across four sections, poems explore pop culture—the stereotypes in Peter PanIndiana Jones, and beyond—fairy tales, myths, protests, and forgotten histories, before arriving at a dazzling series of love poems that deepen our understanding of romantic, platonic, and communal love.”  

Consider the Rooster by Oliver Baez Bendorf (Nightboat): This native Iowan now lives in the Rockies. During Covid, he resided in Michigan, and, according to his press, “a neighbor in Kalamazoo, Michigan threatens to call the police after discovering the author’s pet rooster. The rooster sounds the alarm and our author wakes to revolutionary transformation.” His stand as a queer poet informs the works of change and chance.

A Gaze Hound That Hunteth by the Eye by V. Penelope Pelizzon (University of Pittsburgh): Global travel informs this book of lyrics and the odd-side role of the commentator/poet on journeys outside “normal.”

Instructions for the Lovers by Dawn Lundy Martin (Nightboat): This poet and essayist has established credentials plus is a professor at Bard. Her press describes the book: “Martin creates a poetic field dense with thought, image, and sound as she reflects on her relationship with her mother, experiences of queer polyamory, lesbian sex, and the racist conditions within the dying American university system.”

The Palace of Forty Pillars by Armen Davoudian (Tin House). Another Tin House entry to the list Armen’s work is based on Iranian architecture. From his website: “In Isfahan, Iran, the eponymous palace has only twenty pillars, but reflected in its courtyard pool, they become forty. This is the gamble of the book’s twenty poems: to recreate, in art’s reflection, the image of a lost home.” I had a chance to talk with him about the book last spring, and I immediately thought of Italo Calvino’s Invisible Cities—how we create structures in our personal and collective narratives. He is working on a Ph.D. at Stanford, and he is a poet I am following for his vision, for his connection of personal to collective destinies.

Scattered Snows, to the North by Carl Phillips (Farrar, Straus and Giroux): This veteran poet has been a north star for over a generation. He has won the Pulitzer and written 17 books. His works demands respect for their solid and lyrical energy.

Sturge Town by Kwame Dawes (W. W. Norton): Kwame contributes to his communities by editing the African series of poetry for the University of Nebraska Press. This book returns to his native Jamaica, to one of the free towns founded after emancipation in Jamaica. Postcolonial life. Music traditions and visual art poems are threaded among the themes.

Wrong Norma by Anne Carson (New Directions): Anne’s works are always perfectly balanced, inventive, and wise play with the language. About these prose poems the poet writes: “Wrong Norma is a collection of writings about different things, like Joseph Conrad, Guantánamo, Flaubert, snow, poverty, Roget’s Thesaurus, my Dad, Saturday night. The pieces are not linked. That’s why I’ve called them ‘wrong.’”

Yard Show by Janice N. Harrington (BOA): Originally a librarian, Janice Harrington turned to poetry in the 1990s. She writes about the Southern origins of her family and Black Americans in the Midwest. Critic Johnny Payne writes of this book: “As witness of this exaltation of the gaudy, the poet reclaims kitsch as a redemptive force, a vital stream of art, when it is mindfully connected to a set of local traditions, the heritage of a group that had to strive hard to find its native expression using the materials at hand.”


Saturday, October 19, 2013

GARY JACKSON, TOPEKA POET, IS FEATURED BY POETRY SOCIETY

Several years ago, on a gloomy winter evening, I went to the local public library rather than staring into dark windows or watching reality TV.   I leafed through the poetry section, not expecting much, when I ran across a Graywolf Press book with a snazzy cover. I opened it and found a poem about a Topeka bar, Jeremiah Bullfrog. I thought it must be a coincidence, one of many bars named J.B., but as I read more, Topeka place names jumped out at me, juxtaposed with super heroes. Wow. Bear in mind that downriver from Topeka, in Lawrence where I live, we have awe and fear for our neighboring metropolis of high crime rates, conservative legislators, and an inexplicably talented poet pool (Kevin Young, Ben Lerner, Cyrus Console, Ronald Johnson, Ed Skoog, Eric McHenry, Amy Fleury, more). I had missed Gary Jackson as he went through the Washburn University’s undergraduate program and then the MFA program at the University of New Mexico. Currently, he is assistant professor at College of Charleston in Charleston, S.C. His work is accessible, funny, and strong. Here are some recent links:
Jennifer Chang features Gary Jackson in her Poetry Society “New American Poets” column this week. She begins with a discussion of his first book, which won the Cave Canem prize:
“Reading Gary Jackson's Missing You, Metropolis returned me to my one experience with comic books: reading Archie in the sad cacophony of a music school waiting room, I'd pass the time rolling my eyes at Betty and Veronica, revering the easy indifference of Jughead, and wishing I were older so that I'd never have to take another piano lesson again. But, for Jackson, comic books are not merely a lifeline for weird kids; otherwise this would not be as good a book as it is. Comic books—their constellated mythologies and fantastical alter egos—evince human complexities, the difficult ugly truths about ourselves that we'd rather ignore, and they school the book's speaker in the bravery of connecting to others and, thus, to ‘the whole goddamn world.’" For more, follow this link:
http://www.poetrysociety.org/psa/poetry/crossroads/new_american_poets/gary_jackson/
A play adapted from the book was produced in Topeka, Feb. 2013: http://cjonline.com/news/2013-02-15/superheroes-populate-poetry-based-play
NPR featured a poem from Metropolis:
Nightcrawler Buys a Woman a Drink By Gary Jackson

You're staring, jaw-dropped at my tail. And yes,
it's a good twenty inches long and moves

like a serpent in heat. Touch it. I'm no devil, honey,
I don't got no souls, just the smoothest, bluest fur
you've ever seen. Don't mind my buddy here, he looks angry
all the time, and he's got eyes for the bottle of Jameson

and the short-haired blonde playing pool near the gorillas.
What do we do? Over a few drinks I could tell you about the time

we traveled to the blue side of the moon or when we fought
the Juggernaut right here in this bar. Yeah, the fangs are real.

Rub your finger over them, touch the deviled tongue.
Caress my fur with your skin, let me keep your body warm

in the dark. It's your night, honey. Show me a woman not afraid
of a mutant man. Let me mix into your bloodline.

http://www.pbs.org/newshour/art/blog/2011/02/weekly-poem-nightcrawler-buys-a-woman-a-drink.html
Gary Jackson links:
Link to book Missing You Metropolis on Graywolf website : https://www.graywolfpress.org/books/missing-you-metropolis
Washburn University map of Kansas literature: http://www.washburn.edu/reference/cks/mapping/jackson/ 
YouTube poetry reading, 2008, U of New Mexico, 10 min.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dhB7brEWDcA
2012 Interview in Political Fiber
http://politicalfiber.com/featured/09/06/6-questions-with-poet-gary-jackson/