#world poetry day
G I V E A W A Y - World Poetry Day 2020
I’m giving away this copy of some of Thomas Hardy’s poems from my personal collection. Thomas Hardy was the author that got me interested in literature so it seemed like a natural choice.
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“And she looked at the moon and asked if this was how life was supposed to be. If it was supposed to be hard and tiring. The moon smiled at the young girl wistfully and sighed. She knew that everything was wrong and she couldn’t fix it except listen to her woes and show up for her almost everyday. She was let down by everyone and would be let down by her as well. But at least she’d see the little stars she’d leave behind to be there for her constantly. It wasn’t enough but she hoped she’d realize that those who cared would always stay or leave things about themselves behind to be remembered by. And that they were never truly gone. And for that moment she shone a little brighter and stayed a little longer to listen to her woes before she disappeared for another day.”
-g.d. (moon and stars)
poetry (let’s say) the dream is all we still have in this time of crisis…
Born in the far south of the Democratic Republic of Congo, Fiston Mwanza Mujila is a writer and educator who over the last several years, among other honors, has gained prominence for his debut novel Tram 83. (English edition trans. Roland Glasser.) Yet, with an oeuvre that is varied, besides short stories and plays, poetry is the form where he began. A backbone where it might be argued Mujila is also at his most. Readers indeed can thank Asymptote Journal in previous years for publishing some of this poetry in English translation by J. Bret Maney. Now not just excerpts butthe whole collection of The River in the Belly is offered from indie publisher Deep Vellum through imprint Phoneme Media. The Congo River, history, violence, exile, nature, man, and bible verses all saturate punchy, jazzy abraded ‘solitudes’ as quick but tugging as a single line or flowing across pages. With a complexity too, as much of Mujila’s writing, the back includes an assortment of notes. An especially helpful aid with the Lingala and Swahili spattered across the work. Those lingua franca among the six languages, Mujila, writes in. Too, the collection originally appeared in a bilingual French/German edition (trans Ludwig Hartinger) in Austria where Mujila has lived for many years. Like in the verve of different languages, some works may survive on the page fine, but I imagine Mujila’s verse best alive when at a poetry slam. However, thanks to the Transnational Literature Series at Brookline Booksmith you can further experience his recitals during a celebratory event of the collection with two of his translators and editor David Shook.
The River in the Belly by Fiston Mwanza Mujila is available in English translated by J. Bret Maney, in print and digital from Phoneme Media
Funnily enough, though I didn’t even realize it was world poetry day yesterday, I delivered a talk on writing poetry. Anyway, here is a list of my published poems:
- "Greek Chorus Hears Medusa Doing Zumba" in issue 1 of harana poetry
- “30” also in issue 1 of harana poetry
- “With you”, “Las chicas”, and “Mercado” in Argot Magazine
- “House by the Beach” in issue 22 of Riggwelter Press
- “A Portrait of Decomposing Girls” in the ESTRANGEMENT issue of 聲韻詩刊 Voice & Verse Poetry Magazine [in print so link to picture of page]
- “Aubade” in Bacopa Literary Review 2020 [in print so link to picture of page]
Forthcoming poems:
- “Lost in Cubao” in TINGLE: Anthology of Pinay Lesbian Writing (alongside my short story!)
- “Terima Kasih” (revised) +“unmotherly:” in OTHER TIMES (The Sangam House Reader vol. 6)
- “English Policy” in the GLISH issue of The Pinch Journal
By the way, due to the pandemic, I need side income, so I’m offering to workshop your poem or short story starting at $20. You may also get the handy guide for writing poetry PDF I made for only $5. Contact me through Tumblr messaging, Twitter DMs, or thru my website.
You may also directly donate to my Ko-fi.
What Survives by Rainer Maria Rilke
Who says that all must vanish?
Who knows, perhaps the flight
of the bird you wound remains,
and perhaps flowers survive
caresses in us, in their ground.
It isn’t the gesture that lasts,
but it dresses you again in gold
armor —from breast to knees—
and the battle was so pure
an Angel wears it after you.
there were no rules when i met you. no waiting, we just filled the small amount of time we had together with as much of us as possible.
we filled our days exploring the world, our nights exploring each other. that time of knowing how right it was and marveling at what seemed like our incredible luck.
we were in a daze of loving
recognising ourselves in each other.
or remembering our togetherness