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Monday, May 14, 2012
Four Way Moves to Tumblr
As of now, we are officially leaving blogger and only on tumblr. To keep in touch with us and keep up to date with everything related to Four Way Books (author readings, Four Way events, book launches, submission deadlines, etc.), be sure to follow us on tumblr. See you there!
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
"Publishers Weekly" Reviews "The Pretty Girl"
Congratulations, Debra!
If you want to learn more about The Pretty Girl and get your copy, visit us online. While you're there, check out what other new titles we have ready for you! For more on Debra Spark, follow our blog and tumblr to keep track of her on her blog tour for The Pretty Girl!
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
Rigoberto Gonzalez Makes The Believer's Reader Survey
Black Blossoms by Rigoberto Gonzalez made The Believer's list of READERS’ FAVORITE WORKS OF POETRY IN 2011, alongside many wonderful books!
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
May Four Way Books Author Readings
Happy May! We're excited to say that there are quite a few readings set up this month for our authors. So if you're around, you should go!
5/2 (tomorrow!): Four Way Books & Friends at the NYU Main Bookstore, Patrick Ryan Frank, Jonathan Wells, and Stephen Motika, 6:30pm
5/2 (tomorrow!): Four Way Books & Friends at the NYU Main Bookstore, Patrick Ryan Frank, Jonathan Wells, and Stephen Motika, 6:30pm
5/3: Patrick Donnelly with Carmen Giménez Smith at The Muse Times Two Series, Collected Works Bookstore, Santa Fe, NM, 6pm
5/6: Patrick Donnelly at Sunday Chatter, The Kosmos, Albuquerque, NM, 10:30am
5/6: Patrick Donnelly with Dana Levin at Tome on the Range Bookstore, Las Vegas, NM, 3pm
5/16: Debra Spark at Newtonville Books, Newtown, MA, 7pm
5/17 Debra Spark at Longfellow Books, Portland, ME, 7pm
5/6: Patrick Donnelly with Dana Levin at Tome on the Range Bookstore, Las Vegas, NM, 3pm
5/16: Debra Spark at Newtonville Books, Newtown, MA, 7pm
5/17 Debra Spark at Longfellow Books, Portland, ME, 7pm
Spark Talks With "Lilith" for Blog Tour
As she continues her blog tour for her latest book The Pretty Girl, Debra Spark was interviewed by Lilith, a magazine and blog that is "independent, Jewish & frankly feminist".
"I am married to a painter, and I have spent much of my life in the company of artists—writers, painters, photographers, graphic novelists, playwrights, actors, etc. There’s an artist friend or casual acquaintance behind almost all of the stories in my book. For instance, I have a friend who used to direct an art workshop for developmentally disabled adults and that informed my story “Conservation.” On a plane, I once met a woman who took photographs for luggage catalogs, and that influenced part of “I Should Let You Go.” Two of my writer-friends had serious breakdowns when they were in their twenties. After they were hospitalized, they were both forbidden to write. The curious proscription influenced “Lady of the Wild Beasts.”
Read the rest of Lilith's conversation with Spark. And visit Four Way Books to take a closer look at her book The Pretty Girl.
"I am married to a painter, and I have spent much of my life in the company of artists—writers, painters, photographers, graphic novelists, playwrights, actors, etc. There’s an artist friend or casual acquaintance behind almost all of the stories in my book. For instance, I have a friend who used to direct an art workshop for developmentally disabled adults and that informed my story “Conservation.” On a plane, I once met a woman who took photographs for luggage catalogs, and that influenced part of “I Should Let You Go.” Two of my writer-friends had serious breakdowns when they were in their twenties. After they were hospitalized, they were both forbidden to write. The curious proscription influenced “Lady of the Wild Beasts.”
Read the rest of Lilith's conversation with Spark. And visit Four Way Books to take a closer look at her book The Pretty Girl.
Monday, April 30, 2012
May 14th Event at Asian American Writers' Workshop With Monica Youn
On Monday, May 14th at 7pm, at the Asian American Writers' Workshop on West 27th Street in New York City between 6th and 7th avenues, there will be a "salon-style multimedia show-n-tell, where your favorite authors and artists present the images that have been haunting their writing."
To learn more about this event and others at the Asian American Writers' Workshop, click here. For more on Monica Youn and to get a copy of her book Ignatz, visit our website.
To learn more about this event and others at the Asian American Writers' Workshop, click here. For more on Monica Youn and to get a copy of her book Ignatz, visit our website.
Rigoberto Gonzalez Talks About "Letras Latinas" for Poetry Foundation
"As our poetry month (and time on Harriet) comes to a close, I wanted to reflect on an important program that continues to influence the visibility of Latino poetry in this country.
If the poetry community at large seems tiny, imagine the Latino poetry community–it’s no degree of separation. Though ours is a virtual community that stays in touch via social media (and comes together at least once a year at AWP, during the annual Con Tinta pachanga), we are fortunate to have a year-round resource such as Letras Latinas, the literary program of the Institute for Latino Studies at the University of Notre Dame. It sponsors readings and other literary events, on campus and across the country. And under the close direction of Francisco Aragón, the program has created important publishing opportunities specifically for Latino writers."
To learn more about the program, click here. To learn more about Rigoberto Gonzalez and his writing, visit our website. You can even get a copy of his book, Black Blossoms.
If the poetry community at large seems tiny, imagine the Latino poetry community–it’s no degree of separation. Though ours is a virtual community that stays in touch via social media (and comes together at least once a year at AWP, during the annual Con Tinta pachanga), we are fortunate to have a year-round resource such as Letras Latinas, the literary program of the Institute for Latino Studies at the University of Notre Dame. It sponsors readings and other literary events, on campus and across the country. And under the close direction of Francisco Aragón, the program has created important publishing opportunities specifically for Latino writers."
Monica Youn Writes Poem on NPR
Four Way Books author Monica Youn went on NPR's All Things Considered and wrote a great poem after a day in the newsroom.
"Today at All Things Considered, we continue a project we're calling NewsPoet. Each month, we bring in a poet to spend time in the newsroom — and at the end of the day, to compose a poem reflecting on the day's stories."
Read the rest of the article and Youn's poem. And visit us online to get a copy of Youn's book, Ignatz.
"Today at All Things Considered, we continue a project we're calling NewsPoet. Each month, we bring in a poet to spend time in the newsroom — and at the end of the day, to compose a poem reflecting on the day's stories."
Kindle Edition of The Pretty Girl
Debra Spark's Blog Tour: "The Quivering Pen"
For Spark's third blog tour stop, she wrote about her virgin experiences as a writer for The Quivering Pen's column, "First Time".
"So my first story publication quickly became my first book publication.
I was 24 when the book came out. I had one of the best agents in New York. The New Yorker actually wrote me back then and asked me to submit work. When I did send stories, I got long detailed responses. Editors called my agent, asking for a novel from me.
Only I didn’t know how to write."
"So my first story publication quickly became my first book publication.
I was 24 when the book came out. I had one of the best agents in New York. The New Yorker actually wrote me back then and asked me to submit work. When I did send stories, I got long detailed responses. Editors called my agent, asking for a novel from me.
Only I didn’t know how to write."
Continue reading Spark's story, then look around the blog for other "First Time" stories. Don't forget to stop over at Four Way Books for a copy of Spark's The Pretty Girl!
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
FWB author Farrah Field will read from her first poetry collection, Rising(FWB, 2009) in Brooklyn tomorrow night at Late Night Library’s bi-coastal anniversary party! Farrah’s second collection, Wolf and Pilot, is forthcoming in October. Don’t miss a live reading plus a live podcast from the party in Portland!
Debra Spark's Blog Tour Stop Two, "The Arty Semite"
Four Way author Debra Spark makes her blog tour's second stop at The Arty Semite (The Jewish Daily Forward).
"My siblings are kind (though not uniformly) about my work. There are a few comments, over the years, that hurt at the time, that pain me less in retrospect. Here’s one that just interested me. My mother read a few stories of mine (in draft) and then asked, “Why do all your characters have to be Jewish?” She wasn’t asking this about the stories where there was a clear answer. If the story concerned Jews on the Lower East Side or a rabbi (as two of the stories in my most recent collection do), then that was fine. What she was asking was about the other stories. The ones with no clear Jewish content, where I nonetheless had made the characters Jewish. The story about the faltering marriage in Baltimore, the one about the cousins living together in a Cambridge apartment when Vaclav Havel’s press secretary comes to visit? They didn’t have to be Jewish, did they?" Continue reading.
Get your copy of her book The Pretty Girl and take a look at our other Spring 2012 books.
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
Interview with Four Way Author, Collier Nogues
Chris Miller
in Conversation with Collier Nogues
CHRIS
MILLER: I love how you begin your book, On the Other Side Blue,
with an observation from an airplane. Can you explain the challenge of
"distance," and maybe even "proximity," when trying to
write about the loss of a parent? And would you mind sharing a little about
your mother and your relationship with her? Did she also write poems?
COLLIER
NOGUES: My husband pointed out once as he read the manuscript that for a
book ostensibly about my mother, there wasn’t much of her in it—she wasn’t easy
to get to know from reading the poems. I realized he’s right. The book’s not
exactly about her, although who she was, the kind of person she was, is very
important to it. Her mother was an English teacher, and so was she, and her
whole side of the family is bookish—they’re all teachers or librarians or
ministers. She wrote a master’s thesis on Poe, and always wanted to be a
college professor, but she got married instead. She was a junior high and high
school teacher, and she was good at it. But she loved being a student, too. She
was always taking summer classes, ranging from Arabic to instructional
technology. Once while I was in college she went to a summer poetry program,
and came back demoralized—she said a famous poet (she wouldn't say who) had
told her she would always be an amateur. I hope that poet has ashes in his
mouth, whoever he is. In many ways, I think she would have liked to lead the
life I do—as a writer and a college teacher. In terms of feminism, she was of
the generation that saw my generation enjoying the turned tide. Her generation
turned it, but she didn’t participate early on, and her later feminism
developed very much through her experience in an unhealthy marriage, and
leaving it. I don’t think she ever imagined writing as a possible career for
herself, but she took a lot of pleasure in my wanting that.
MILLER: I'm
curious about the role or significance of the structure, especially section II,
in this collection. In terms of the arc, there seems to be a highly
thought-out movement through the five sections. You begin with the immediate
moments before and after the loss of your mother, and then move into a
description of a temporary living space in "The Barn Apartment."
Next, the poems explore a world of memory and family. The last two sections
seem to focus on faith, wilderness, and continuance, or the way grief can
become "less frighteningly central." It seems as the book progresses
you are able to begin to talk/think about other things, but the loss of you mom
or others you know, still pervades the poems. Am I getting at something with
this description of the book's structure? Is this, at least partly, what you
had in mind?
NOGUES: I think
you’ve nailed my intentions for the structure. I like the way you describe the
second section as being about a “temporary living space,” especially. That poem
is about the building that my father moved into in his last years, when he was
retreating from the world. I was sixteen when he died, and wasn’t living with
him, so his motivations and experiences are less available to me than my
mother’s were. As I was writing the book, it did seem strange to me that here
was all this material about my mother, and my dad appeared not at all. That
poem is for him, and about him. As I was arranging the manuscript, that poem
seemed to belong by itself in a single section, and seemed to fit best just
after the intensity of the poems in the first section. There was a vast space,
to me, between the tone of those two sections, and the fact that “The Barn
Apartment” is one longer spare poem balanced the multiple short lyrics in the
first section. There was also no other way I could see to move forward from
that first set of poems. “Anthurium,” which launches the third section, is too
flip to come immediately next, but I knew it belonged at the beginning of the
next move, in terms of the chronological and emotional arc the book has. So
“The Barn Apartment” solved that problem, too.
This may actually be a way into answering your first question,
the one about distance and proximity when trying to write about the loss of a
parent. “The Barn Apartment” is so detached, comparatively—many of my friends
had no idea it was about my dad (though my great-aunt did immediately, and
wrote me a few memories of visiting him in that apartment). My mother was a
much more proximate subject, and I knew her much better. I was a caregiver for
her at times in my twenties, which meant our roles had switched earlier than
they do in many families. We were friends in what seemed at the time a more
equal way than many of my female friends and their mothers were. Also, I was an
only child, and my mother and I lived together just ourselves after my parents
divorced. This made us very close, though not always in a way I was happy with.
So my relationship with each parent, and the circumstances of their deaths,
were very different in terms of literal and temporal proximity.
But beyond that, I like that you generate this question from
that first poem, “The Woman Who Left.” There is a sense of extreme, surveying
distance in that poem, and also a sense of surprise and at the same time a
defensive displacement—it’s not me, it’s not my funeral suit this time. But of
course it is, too—that speaker can’t shake the funeral-suit feeling. The
speaker in that poem has a kind of exhaustion-induced third-person view of
herself moving in the world, but also wants
to be the narrator at a far remove, seeing everything. Immediately after my
mother died, and for a few months, I was aware that my life was moving forward,
that I was moving forward, with less control over what was happening than I’d ever
had in my adult life. I understood I couldn’t hope to understand much—and in
retrospect, it was exactly like when I found out my father had died, except
that with my mother I was grown, and there when it happened, which made it even
stranger. It felt like I’d been swamped by a wave, and was left standing
neck-deep watching the wave go into the shore. I was too deeply in it and also
at the same time the force of it was gone, I was apart from it, too calmly, so
that I didn’t trust my observations of what I felt. In fact I took some
pleasure in being beyond what I could observe and put down on paper. I wasn’t
worried, and it was the first time in years I hadn’t been worried. Around this
time I talked to a friend whose father had died a few years before, and she
said that while he was ill it had felt like a betrayal to imagine her life
beyond his, to make plans more than a year in advance, for example. When he
died, she could, and it was a relief. I felt something like that. Suddenly my
horizon wasn’t in the same room with me anymore. And then later when I was able
to write about what it was like losing her, my mother was both absolutely
distant because she was gone, and also even closer, in a sense, because all I
had of her was me. I was very drawn to the photographs I have of her in which
we look like each other. And the poems I wrote then were very focused on single
details at a time. I could only look at that much, and that single thing would
unfold hugely. None of those ended up in the book, except “Hydrangea, Best Blue
Flower.”
MILLER: There are
quite a few eggs in the first half of the book? Any special reason?
NOGUES: I hadn’t
noticed! Chickens, though, make it into my poems frequently. Also other farm
animals, and cats. Perhaps this is because I lived in rural Texas until I was ten? My husband pointed
out once that there are a lot of natural objects which are not very
particularized—‘those trees,’ ‘the sheep,’ ‘the cat,’ but never ‘birches’ for
example, so that they pass as real objects but are not, quite, visible or
significant as the specific objects they are in the world.
MILLER: I was
particularly intrigued by "Train Prayer" and also the line / idea,
"I hate not having a faith", from your poem, "After the
Avalanche." You also mention living uncles who are pastors. Can
you explain more about your faith, or desire to have one, and how that entered
into or shaped your experience of loss, and also your poetry?
NOGUES: My parents
grew up Presbyterian and Methodist in southern towns where denomination
organized social life, but when they married they didn’t go to church. I never
did as a child, except occasionally with friends. My mother later explored
Siddha Yoga and then Okinawan Shinto Buddhism (we lived on Okinawa during my
teen years). I didn’t talk to her about her faith, or her search for it, though
I think we shared the same general curious agnosticism. I like what Augustine
has to say about talking about God, which is that language is no good, both
because it’s temporal and successive (you can’t say everything at once) and God
isn’t, and because language can’t describe God accurately anyway. So the only
appropriate intersection of human language and God is speech to God directly:
via prayer, or confession. The one-on-one communication experience is also what
I love about poetry. A poet, really, is only ever talking to one person at a
time, and that relationship is pretty odd. There’s a privacy about poetry and
prayer both that appeals to me.
“After the Avalanche” talks about faith not so much in terms of
believing in God as of having a specific denominational faith. I want “a
faith,” with the indefinite article, in that poem because being a believer in a
community of believers would ease grief, or help it make sense. But that poem
also refuses to agree that it would be the belief making things easier—instead,
the key is what’s made possible by shared belief: the comfort of a group of
people grieving together, understanding grief the same way. I think I may have
thought I’d grow into faith, or “a” faith, of the sort people like my Methodist
pastor uncle have. I sort of hope I will, but I can’t imagine it.
MILLER: If you
would like to share any thoughts about "The Party," I would love to
hear. I thought that was a fantastic poem.
NOGUES: Thank you. I
really like that poem, too. It owes a lot to the poet Sarah Manguso, whose book
Siste Viator I was reading again when
I wrote that. “The Party” is really a protest against unfairness, a protest
which knows it’s being unreasonable, or at least that it’s looking in the wrong
place for justice. That poem is interested in the unwelcome envy that comes
from watching other people’s loving (despite being still messed-up) family
relationships. And it’s interested in the unexplainable and arbitrary elements
of the Bible—the elements that are so, anyway, to someone who is not a
believer. Genesis offers no clear reason why God dismisses Cain’s offering of
his harvest in favor of Abel’s of his flock. I absolutely sympathize with Cain.
His frustration seems so warranted, and he gets no validation—he’s made to feel
like a child with no power, trying to earn a blessing from an authority whose
criteria are opaque to him. So he lashes out. I like Martin Buber’s writing on
this. He points out that because there was no precedent of death so soon out of
the Garden, when Cain struck Abel on the head he had no way of knowing that
Abel might die. So Cain’s made an example of, but it doesn’t seem like justice.
The speaker in “The Party” feels reduced to an envy she understands is
unfitting for an adult, because it’s an envy of circumstances beyond anyone’s
control, but it overwhelms her just the same. Maybe it is God back there being
arbitrary and cruel; he has been before. The speaker sees Cain as an example,
but she isn’t a confident believer. Here we are back at faith: the lines “I
think there are two promises that will be kept. The first / is that we’ll be
given the opportunity to fail or surmount. // The second is that we’ll have
help” were the strongest statement of faith I could make at the time. I think
they still are.
MILLER: My mother
passed about three weeks after I was married. Your final poem suggests you were
engaged after your mom's passing. Can you expound upon how the theme of
marriage weaves into this collection?
NOGUES: I never
thought I’d get married. My models for marriage, with few exceptions, weren’t
strong ones. I never imagined it working, and how a project like that would get
off the ground I couldn’t see. Also, I was an orphan at 29, which removed me
from the trajectory of life events most people I knew were experiencing.
Milestone events seemed unmoored from their proper order. But then, if your
mother can die after having been alive, why not a wedding after all? So
marriage in the book, I think, I approach with a sense of the unreal, of wonder
that it’s even happening. My husband and I had met a few times while my mom was
still alive, though we didn’t start dating until a year after she died. It’s
comforting to me that I knew them both for an overlapping period of time,
though they never met or even knew about each other. That sense of continuity
feels important.
MILLER: Lastly, how
do you think the loss of your parents, specifically your mom, will continue to
manifest, interact with, and shape your poetry?
NOGUES: For a while
during and after I was putting together this manuscript, I had to work to write
poems about something not informed directly, to the point of mentioning, my
mother or her death. I kept returning to the subject even after I felt I’d
finished with it—it was habit. I wrote a lot of poems about God and ethics,
which were the other subjects I found myself thinking about a lot. I don’t like
many of them now, but they got me writing about something else. It took several
years before I was past the point at which everything in my writing connected
back to her.
The loss of my dad, since I knew him so much less well and lost
him before I was an adult, means that I can imagine all kinds of things about
him. He was a Marine and a Formula One racecar builder, and a country attorney
and a heavy drinker. He liked people, and strangers, and got along well with
everyone. I like it when I feel like him, which isn’t often. I think my
interest in being able to understand something about other people, to reach
them, to enjoy their company, as well as my interest in how impenetrable people
are to each other, and also how deeply they can mark each other, comes in part
from the early loss of my parents and my understanding of who they were. I’m
working now on a manuscript about Okinawa, about the air base I grew up on and
the island’s history as a colonial holding of China and Japan and now the U.S.,
basically. It’s a place haunted by military paternalism, and for me moving
there just after my parents divorced, it was haunted by fatherlessness. The
reason we ended up there was that teaching for the Department of Defense
schools overseas was a great situation for a single mother. And of course my
mom and I learned the place together, so my understanding of it is colored by
that. But this book is not about my life in such an immediate way as On the Other Side, Blue is. So while I
don’t foresee excising the loss of my parents from my writing, I think that my
recent and future poems are likely to be much less directly influenced by that
loss.
*
Interviewer:
Chris Miller is a poet in his second year of the MFA program at
Arizona State University. Film, music, the characters and stories of the Bible,
science fiction, poetry, and classic literature, continually intrigue him.
For your copy of Other Side, Blue, visit us online.
Debra Spark Begins Blog Tour with "MyJewishLearning"
Debra Spark, the author of The Pretty Girl, has begun her blog tour for her book at MyJewishLearning.
"In literature, as in life, you may go looking for one thing, only to find another. Several years ago, I decided to go to London to do research for a novel I was planning to write. I had written a short story about Victorian toy theatres — it’s in my most recent book, The Pretty Girl — and I didn’t think I was quite through with the subject. I had an idea of writing a novel that was set, at least partially, in Victorian times and focused on a Jewish engraver of plates for the toy theatre. I felt, from the start, that I was in over my head. What did I know about Victorian London? Much less, Jews in that time period? As part of my research, I engaged a tour guide who took me on a daylong tour of Jewish London. By the end of the day, I felt unequal to the task of my novel. There was too much I didn’t know."
Click here to continue reading Spark's post. This is only her first blog post... keep an eye out for her next blog tour stops! And be sure to get your copy of The Pretty Girl on our site.
"In literature, as in life, you may go looking for one thing, only to find another. Several years ago, I decided to go to London to do research for a novel I was planning to write. I had written a short story about Victorian toy theatres — it’s in my most recent book, The Pretty Girl — and I didn’t think I was quite through with the subject. I had an idea of writing a novel that was set, at least partially, in Victorian times and focused on a Jewish engraver of plates for the toy theatre. I felt, from the start, that I was in over my head. What did I know about Victorian London? Much less, Jews in that time period? As part of my research, I engaged a tour guide who took me on a daylong tour of Jewish London. By the end of the day, I felt unequal to the task of my novel. There was too much I didn’t know."
"The Potomac" Reviews "Bad Daughter"
Four Way Books author, Sarah Gorham, gets another great review for her latest book, Bad Daughter from The Potomac.
"Gorham is truly one of those poets you don’t want to have to “explain” so much as simply “show,” bring to the reader’s attention. Look at this! And this! It’s the overall tone, a sort of Dickensonian playfulness, that’s really enchanting about her verse. Her poetry can pop and sparkle with the wisecracking wit of a Dorothy Parker."
Here is the full review. Get your copy of Bad Daughter and take a look at our latest books while you're at it.
"Gorham is truly one of those poets you don’t want to have to “explain” so much as simply “show,” bring to the reader’s attention. Look at this! And this! It’s the overall tone, a sort of Dickensonian playfulness, that’s really enchanting about her verse. Her poetry can pop and sparkle with the wisecracking wit of a Dorothy Parker."
Monday, April 23, 2012
C. Dale Young in "The Collagist"
"New England Review" Congratulates C. Dale on his Guggenheim
Big congratulations to C. Dale Young, NER’s Poetry Editor, on his 2012 Guggenheim Fellowship in Poetry!
NER contributor Christian Wiman, Editor of Poetry magazine, was also awarded a Guggenheim Fellowship this year.
Read more about this year’s Fellows at Jacket Copy.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Rose McLarney's Writing Place for "The Orion Blog"
"I have to bend down to enter the door and I sit, straight-backed on a stool, under a pair of meat hooks. It’s a canning house, an outbuilding on my old farm, built into the hillside, out of uneven brick, lined with beadboard, and in shelves. The canning house is where food—rows of jars, hanging hams—was once stored, and I think I use it because I want to take putting by as my model. Perhaps I can write something as enduring as preserves. I don’t imagine mine will be canonical masterpieces, but I would like to think I could write a poem worth revisiting, the way the complex taste, even the resilient texture, of summer’s rhubarb is when un-canned again in winter."
Congratulations to C. Dale Young, Pablo Medina, and Sarah Manguso: Our 2012 Guggenheim Fellows!
Congratulations to recent
Four Way Books author
C. Dale Young, recipient of a 2012 Guggenheim Fellowship in Poetry from the John Simon Guggenheim Memorial Foundation!!
Congratulations also to Four Way Books authors Pablo Medina for a Guggenheim Fellowship in Poetry and to Sarah Manguso for a Guggenheim Fellowship in General Non-Fiction!!
View the entire list of 2012 Fellows here.
Monday, April 16, 2012
Verse Wisconsin Reviews "Bad Daughter"
Four Way Books' Sarah Gorham got a great review of her latest book Bad Daughter by Verse Wisconsin.
"The trailer for Sarah Gorham’s fourth book of poetry follows the cover artist, Michelle Tock York’s, Metamorphosis character, towing a wagonful of cat, dog, and rabbit as she traces a knotted clothesline that dangles phrases from the poem "When we were good we were…". This is apt, as Bad Daughter is threaded tight by anxiety over cohesion—for the unfolding skein, the slip of the slip, or the dissolution of the self....
As loose as the thread may seem at times, the careful reader will notice persistently recurring stitches throughout the book that signify careful needlework. Gorham, known for her work as co-founder and Editor-in-Chief of Sarabande Books as well as for her poetry, appears to be at the height of her powers in this collection."
Here is the rest of the review, and to get your copy of Bad Daughter and see what else is happening right now at Four Way (new books, new events, our benefit on May 2nd!) visit us online.
Upcoming Reading in LA With Current and Future Four Way Poets
Here at Four Way Books we're so thrilled to say that a current author of ours, Collier Nogues, and a future one, Louise Mathias (her book comes out in 2013!) will be reading for the Rhampsodomancy: A Reading Series in Los Angeles on April 29th at 7:30pm at The Good Luck Bar. It's for audience members who are 21 and up only since there will be a cash bar. Doors will open at 7pm and the reading will begin at 7:30pm. If you're in the area that night, you must stop by!
"Vermont Public Radio" on Sydney Lea
Tom Slayton of Vermont Public Radio talked about Vermont poet laureate and Four Way Books poet Sydney Lea as a writer, a reader and a man.
"The best Vermont poetry speaks with a characteristic voice that is clear, crisp, and as invigorating as a sunny April morning. Sometimes lyrical, sometimes plain, it bridges many individual styles, but can be heard in poets as different as Robert Frost, Galway Kinnell, Ruth Stone and David Budbill.
Most recently, that open, direct voice can be heard in the work of the current Vermont Poet Laureate, Sydney Lea of Newbury, who gave a reading at the State House earlier this month, to open Montpelier's celebration of National Poetry Month.
Lea's poetry is almost conversational in tone, and very accessible: you don't have to struggle or ponder to get the meaning of his words. But that directness can be misleading, because his poems are also very subtle, often slyly humorous, and, sometimes surprising. They work on more than just their explicit, surface level of meaning. Like any good Vermonter, Lea is adept at saying things without saying them, so his poems resonate in your mind long after you've heard them or read them."
Most recently, that open, direct voice can be heard in the work of the current Vermont Poet Laureate, Sydney Lea of Newbury, who gave a reading at the State House earlier this month, to open Montpelier's celebration of National Poetry Month.
Lea's poetry is almost conversational in tone, and very accessible: you don't have to struggle or ponder to get the meaning of his words. But that directness can be misleading, because his poems are also very subtle, often slyly humorous, and, sometimes surprising. They work on more than just their explicit, surface level of meaning. Like any good Vermonter, Lea is adept at saying things without saying them, so his poems resonate in your mind long after you've heard them or read them."
"Smoky Mountain News" Article on Spring Author Rose McLarney
Her work poems have the pith, the profundity, the probing of Berry’s, and yet she is very much her own muse, making a new poetry that ever since her appearance on the Western North Carolina scene a few years back has raised the bar for all other poets who have taken note of her range of subject matter and her crafting of the language. Since then, she has gone on to earn an MFA degree from Warren Wilson’s Program for Writers and now teaches writing at the college. Her poems have appeared in The Kenyon Review, Orion, New England Review, Asheville Poetry Review, and others. She has been awarded various poetry prizes and teaching fellowships and has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize. In recent years she has worked locally with the Appalachian Sustainable Agriculture Project based in Asheville. Clearly, with this first book, RoseMcLarney has arrived."
For more on Rose in this article, click here. And then be sure to check out her book The Always Broken Plates of Mountains on our site. While you're there, see what other books are new this spring.
"The Painted Word Poetry Series" Interviews Tina Chang
Tina Chang, author of Of Gods and Strangers, one of our Fall 2011 titles, was interviewed by The Painted Word Poetry Series.
"Tina Chang has it all going on, she is a mom, leader, poet, strong female role model, and Brooklyn’s 1st Female Poet Laureate. What I found to be most inspiring about my chat with Tina, was how much she is driven to make poetry something everyone can access, and feel excited about. All too often poetry can seem like something alienating, especially if you don’t have a lot of education about it. One of her goals as laureate is to alleviate some of this stigma through community outreach, and art projects around her neighborhood."
Wednesday, April 11, 2012
Amazing Review of "In a Beautiful Country" in "FIELD Magazine"
We are thrilled to share with you an excerpt from an amazing review of Kevin Prufer's In a Beautiful Country that was published in FIELD Magazine's most recent issue. Congratulations to you, Kevin!
“From the onset, an uncanny, almost subliminal tension is established between the anodyne references to “beautiful country” and falling in love and the dawning realization that “love” here bears the burden of suicide and war. We may want to interpret the first two images as simply reckless behavior, and indeed the next lines might seem to authorize a more optimistic reading: “The gold-haired girl is singing into your ear / about how we live in a beautiful country. / Snow drifts from the clouds / / into your drink. It doesn’t matter about the war.” But the poem then turns again, this time unmistakably:
A good way to fall in love
is to close up the garage and turn the engine on,
then down you’ll fall through lovely mists
as a body might fall early one morning
from a high window into love…
What makes this poem, like much of Prufer’s extraordinary new collection, so powerful is its command of a multilayered and utterly distinctive tonality; turning repeatedly back on itself, shifting between major and minor keys, it keeps the reader on guard, uncomfortably alert to what will happen next, and in the process implicating us directly in its emotional landscape.”
Brooklyn Poet Laureate and Four Way Author Tina Chang on Life and Death for Brooklyn Book Festival
Tina Chang, a Four Way Books poet and the Brooklyn poet laureate talks about life and death and how she represents both in a poem of hers for the Brooklyn Book Festival "OnePage".
"In my poem, I contemplate both life and death. When my daughter was born, her grandmother passed away. In the same year, my children lost their grandfather. It was a confusing time but I imagined the lives that passed gave me, as a mother, a mythical strength. In this poem, a son is about to be born and the speaker envisions him as if he were a cosmic dream about to happen. The birth is as turbulent as it is blissful which is what I envision the origin of life to be."
Picture of Daniel Tobin Reading for "Wake Up and Smell the Poetry"
For a closer look at this photo of Four Way Books author, Daniel Tobin and to learn more about the reading for "Wake Up and Smell the Poetry", go to this link.
To see some of his books, visit his author page on our website.
Patrick Donnelly's Poem Published by "Mead Magazine"
Patrick Donnelly, the author of one of our Spring 2012 books, Nocturnes of the Brothel of Ruin, has his poem "Read the Signs" published in Mead Magazine.
Read the Signs
When I rinsed my spectacles under the tap and wiped them with my undershirt,
When every night the striped spider rebuilt her web, triangulating with a car
aerial that every morning pulled the work apart,
When a man, and then a woman, with orange flags flapping from their
motorchairs rolled under the kitchen windows, he with one leg, she with
none,
When the poor streets bore names like Gold, Paris, and Temple,
When from the Second Baptist Church came a song of dissatisfaction with the city of
men, in which one tenor predominated, especially when he paused to breathe,
When every night the striped spider rebuilt her web, triangulating with a car
aerial that every morning pulled the work apart,
When a man, and then a woman, with orange flags flapping from their
motorchairs rolled under the kitchen windows, he with one leg, she with
none,
When the poor streets bore names like Gold, Paris, and Temple,
When from the Second Baptist Church came a song of dissatisfaction with the city of
men, in which one tenor predominated, especially when he paused to breathe,
When a sign told how at this mission migrants prayed pardonne-nous nos offences,
fed on franks and beans, were handed a few dollars to tide them till they
disappeared into the mills lit all night,
(mills long shut, town folded for years at dusk),
Here the brightness that caught the eye by the river was only a marble in the
grass, a wish-fulfilling jewel I put in my pocket,
fed on franks and beans, were handed a few dollars to tide them till they
disappeared into the mills lit all night,
(mills long shut, town folded for years at dusk),
Here the brightness that caught the eye by the river was only a marble in the
grass, a wish-fulfilling jewel I put in my pocket,
Click here to read the rest of the poem and to browse through Mead Magazine. If you love this poem as much as we think you will, head over to our website to look at Nocturnes of the Brothel of Ruin.
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Close Reading of Rigoberto Gonzalez' Poem in "Pansy Poetics"
"The eerie thing about Rigoberto Gonzalez's poem "Our Deportees" in the current March/April issue of The American Poetry Review is the names of particular immigrants are almost never invoked. There's one brief stanza about a common burial that lists some in the most cursory manner. But that's it. This is a poem that boldly refuses to use narrative in the conventional sense; we aren't given particular plights of particular victims. The United States' treatment of illegal immigrants needs more attention than a litany of faceless entities, according to Gonzalez's poem. By surveying the entire world --from a single apple tree to the path of a red-tailed hawk to strange flowers "with no petals" --he effectively illustrates how the entire fabric of the world is harmed through the persecution of immigrants. Through Gonzalez's trademark of jam-packing stanzas with a particular figurative device--in this case, most often personification--he succeeds in creating what may be the best poem I've read in the last couple months. Let's hope it doesn't get overlooked when the inclusions for Best American Poetry and Pushcart Prize volumes are finalized. Along with Jee Leong Koh, he was already robbed of a Lambda nomination."
Here's the rest of the article to see what else the writer has to say about Rigoberto Gonzalez' poem "Our Deportees" and what he has to say about Gonzalez' writing.
If you're drawn to the poem and the writing style of Gonzalez, you have to visit Four Way Books to look at his latest book, Black Blossoms. You can get a copy from the site and also see some of our Spring 2012 books. And don't forget to check our our new tumblr as well!
Monday, April 9, 2012
"YARN" Talks With Debra Spark About Writing
Four Way author, Debra Spark talks to YARN, Young Adult Review Network, about writing.
"Is there a writer who doesn’t get stuck? The best advice I have is to write a lousy draft. Don’t even try to do a good job. In fact, make it your assignment to do a bad job. That way, you’ll get something down on paper. Then wait some time—well, if you have some time! Go back to the draft, and you’ll probably find something worth building on. Also, I advise taking notes about what you want to write on, if you’re writing a paper or essay. Another idea: say you had to do something like write what you think about a book you’ve read for class. Instead of doing a paper, imagine writing a letter to your closest friend, someone you speak to frankly and regularly. Start your paper by writing, “Dear Bess, I read this book, and it is really kind of amazing. At first, I thought maybe the characters were a little cliché, because it starts with this sort of blue blood man, who has pretty retrograde ideas about life, but when I got into it, I realized that ….” (I am describing a book that I am reading now.) If you write a letter, instead of a paper, you will write what you really think, in the language you really think in. Then you can go back, neaten up the prose, cut out the salutation and the “Love, Debra,” and you’ll have your paper. Or at least a version with which to work."
Sydney Lea on Community Library Visits for "Burlington Free Press"
The poet laureate of Vermont and Four Way Books author, Sydney Lea, talks about visiting community libraries and writing poetry in the Burlington Free Press.
"I’ve especially enjoyed that audience members at the libraries tend to ask not the allegedly sophisticated questions, which I’ve heard more than enough of in four decades of professorship; their questions are more basic — and thus more important, in that they represent concerns that everyone feels on contemplating a poem for the first time: who’s talking? why? where? And so on. For my taste, too much current poetry can’t answer those questions on the page, and even as a lifelong lover of poetry, I turn away from such obscurantism.
The most frequent questions I hear, however, involve form and meter. There are those who wonder if something can be called poetry if it does not have a regular meter, regular stanzaic shape, and often as not, a rhyme scheme.
Now I am a formalist myself, something not all that common in our day (though I think and even hope this is unobvious when I read, because I pause in my recitation when the grammar does, not when a line does). I even use a goodly amount of rhyme and half-rhyme. And yet I employ these tools merely because they enable me, not because they represent capital-P Poetry."
"Mead Magazine" Reviews Patrick Donnelly's "Nocturnes of the Brothel of Ruin"
Sarah Gorham on "BOMBBlog" Podcast
Four Way Books author, Sarah Gorham, read from her latest book, Bad Daughter, on "Phoned-in", a podcast for Bomb Magazine. She also talks about Sarabande Books, the publishing company she began with her husband and more in an interview.
"Perhaps Sarah Gorham’s most important contribution is the literary press she created with her husband: Sarabande Books. Gorham writes that, “Our focus is on poetry and short fiction, genres that in the recent past have received less than generous attention from the mainstream publishing industry.” In an interview with Nin Andrews from Best American Poetry, Gorham speaks about the two-sided nature of Sarabande Books, but her comments speak are especially apt regarding Bad Daughter:
The word sarabande has such an interesting history. A “sex dance” originating in the New World, imported to Spain, where it was banned in 1583 under penalty of death. Later, civilized by the English, German, French. The word suggested the kind of literature we look for: accomplished and elegant on the surface, with a wild underside.
Many of Gorham’s poems (e.g. “Scaffold for a Sonnet” and “Barbecue”) aren’t experimental with form, but what lies beneath is a certain untenable wildness.
If one were to say one thing about Bad Daughter, it wouldn’t be about daughters at all, but the way in which humans interact with their imaginations as well as their memories. For instance, Gorham imagines a well that “seeps rather than contains,” drawing people in with its mystery and foreboding. She ends with a further re-imagining of the “well” with, “Imagine a sunset, lavender and red / as battered morals, the underworld, / eager to drink.” While imagination can lead us to fanciful and foreboding places, it can also lead to incomplete and faulty attempts at memory and perception, as in “Doppleganger,,” “Bust of a Young Girl in Winter,” and “Barbecue.” In each of these a daughter is remembered in an almost perverse way—perverse in the sense of so far against the reality of the situation—by those around her. She is consistently the subject—not the creator. In the end, daughters seem to be a lens through which Gorham examines the art of writing (e.g. “Scaffold for a Sonnet”) and memories, the stories which we write ourselves."
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