Showing posts with label Melissa Studdard. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Melissa Studdard. Show all posts
Friday, July 31, 2015
Sunday, July 26, 2015
Respect
More than a day late but less than a dollar short. Happy to see my poem "Respect" as Poem-a-Day at the Academy of American Poets:
http://www.poets.org/poetsorg/poem/respect
Thursday, May 14, 2015
Indiewire Review of Dan Sickles’ Film Adaptation of “I Ate the Cosmos for Breakfast”
Amazing, amazing, glorious beauty. Via Indiewire, here is Dan Sickles' lush, primeval, sensuous film interpretation of my short poem "I Ate the Cosmos for Breakfast," shot on location in Puerto Rico. And huge thanks to the good folks at Motionpoems & VIDA: Women in Literary Arts for making this happen!
Friday, April 25, 2014
Tiferet Talk with Molly Fisk
I'm so excited! This Tuesday I get to talk with Molly Fisk AND Donna Baier Stein. We'll be talking about Molly's essay collection, Blow-Drying a Chicken, as well as her poetry and other work. Here's a great blurb from John Updike: "Molly's voice is crisp and decided yet relaxed and just close enough somehow...and the pieces all are impeccably shaped and written. Fearless, clear-eyed work."
And I can attest that Blow-Drying a Chicken is delightful, and Molly's poetry is brave, skillful and beautiful.
Donna Baier Stein will be joining me as the new co-host of Tiferet Talk!
Details Here: http://tiferetjournal.com/42114-molly-fisk-3/
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Many thanks to Gloria Lee
for picking up the title poem from my forthcoming collection, I Ate the
Cosmos for Breakfast, from Your Daily Poem and sharing it at the wonderful Nonduality Highlights blog. I'm
thrilled to be in such great company!
http://nonduality.org/2014/04/04/5201-i-ate-the-cosmos-for-breakfast/
http://nonduality.org/2014/04/04/5201-i-ate-the-cosmos-for-breakfast/
Monday, March 10, 2014
Caroline Leavitt and Tomorrow
Is This Tomorrow? I can't wait! Tomorrow's the day I get to interview the fabulous Caroline Leavitt about her newest novel, "Is This Tomorrow" and other things literary and soulful. She promises to spill her soul and her secrets. Generous woman! Join us from 7-7:30 EST.
http://tiferetjournal.com/22414-caroline-leavitt-2/
*Note* In case you can't make it live, all Tiferet Talks are archived permanently at iTunes, blogtalk, and the Tiferet website.
http://tiferetjournal.com/22414-caroline-leavitt-2/
*Note* In case you can't make it live, all Tiferet Talks are archived permanently at iTunes, blogtalk, and the Tiferet website.
Monday, May 27, 2013
Six Weeks to Yehidah Wins 2013 International Book Award for Children's Fiction
I'm thrilled to announce that Six Weeks to Yehidah won the 2013 International Book Award for the Children's Fiction category. This is the 5th seal for this book. I'm humbled, honored, and feeling the need to put my nose back to the grindstone for the next book. Thanks to all you wonderful people who have been so supportive of me, especially my publishers, Phil and Deb at All Things That Matter Press!
In other author news, The Tiferet Talk Interviews is on blog tour and is receiving wonderful reviews. My two favorites so far are from Christine Bissonnette at The Positivity Project and Janet Boyer at Fizz of Ideas. Huge thanks to both of them for the extensive time and care they obviously put into the reviews.
Friday, March 29, 2013
Book Release and Audio Release
I have a few exciting author updates this week. First, The Tiferet Talk Interviews, a collection from my first year with Tiferet Talk, has been released by Tiferet Press. The Tiferet Talk Interviews contains thought-provoking and inspiring interviews with literary and spiritual luminaries, such as former US Poet Laureate Robert Pinsky, Guggenhiem President Edward Hirsch, author and medical pioneer Dr. Bernie Siegel, and creativity guru Julia Cameron. These wonderful authors share insights about writing, craft, spirituality, and more. You can watch the Tiferet Facebook Page for news of upcoming online release parties and other related events.
As well, I have recently learned that my wonderful publisher for the Yehidah books, All Things That Matter Press, has contracted with a producer to release an audio version of Six Weeks to Yehidah. The audio book is due for release mid-summer. As new developments arise, I'll continue to post more news.
Have a great holiday weekend, everyone!
Sunday, March 17, 2013
The Mnemosyne Monthly: Poem Forty-Four (Evening Chant) and TIferet Talk with Natalie Goldberg
Photo by Kevin Moul
Goldberg’s books have sold millions of copies worldwide, and her extraordinary teaching methods have drawn students from across the globe. The True Secret of Writing, due for release 3/19/13, is the capstone to four decades of Goldberg’s teachings and reveals newly-developed methods not found in Goldberg’s previous books.
Of The True Secret of Writing, Noah Levine states, “Natalie Goldberg has done the unthinkable, she has shared the secret teaching. The buddhas of time immemorial are rejoicing and the literary bodhisattvas are smiling in silent approval. Read this book, then write a revolutionary manifesto!”
Of The True Secret of Writing, Noah Levine states, “Natalie Goldberg has done the unthinkable, she has shared the secret teaching. The buddhas of time immemorial are rejoicing and the literary bodhisattvas are smiling in silent approval. Read this book, then write a revolutionary manifesto!”
In celebration of this interview, I'd like to do something a little different with Mnemosyne this month and memorize a chant instead of a poem. Mnemosyne started because I was so in love with certain poems that I wanted to bring them into my breath and being. I wanted to feel them in the beats of my heart. I feel the same way about this chant, "Evening chant," which is a traditional opening for mediation sessions and which has many variations. I like Goldberg's version the best of any I've heard, because it is more immediate and visceral than the others.
Enjoy!
I beg to urge you everyone:
Life and death are a Great Matter
Awaken, awaken, awaken
Time passes quickly
Do not waste this precious life
Awaken, awaken, awaken
Time passes quickly
Do not waste this precious life
(Natalie Goldberg's version of the Evening Chant, written on the wooden han)
Friday, February 22, 2013
Tiferet Talk with Julie Maloney
This upcoming Monday, 2/25/13 at 7 PM EST, 6 PM Central, I'll have the pleasure of interviewing writer and writing teacher, Julie Maloney for Tiferet Talk. Maloney’s first poetry collection, Private Landscape, was published in 2007, and in 2003 she founded Women Reading Aloud, a non-profit organization dedicated to promoting women writers through special events and workshops. Maloney is a trained workshop leader in the Amherst Writers and Artists Method, an organization whose philosophy is that “every person is a writer, and every writer deserves a safe environment in which to experiment, learn, and develop craft.” Maloney’s teachings focus on what she calls the 3-in-1 principle, which asserts the equal value of the writer, the reader, and the listener. “Listening is one of the greatest gifts we can give to each other,” Maloney says.
Of Maloney’s first collection, Poet and Barnard University Lecturer Charlotte Mandel states, “Julie Maloney's poems in her collection - Private Landscape - move with the exquisite grace of her abilities as a dancer and choreographer. Dream narratives sing in delicate imagery. Pain of cancer is here, honestly revealed and transcended; love is here, in its greatest giving. There is not a trace of easy sentimentality. This is a collection to remember, at once personal and universal.”
As well, Maloney, has been kind enough to share one of her new poems with us below. Enjoy!
PEE
Darkness seeps over the walls,
slides across my mouth and
silences my wail. Inside
the palm
of my hand lays a dead emergency button.
Broken and unplugged, the button drags
me down inside a pool of piss.
Squeeze tight.
Squeeze tight.
Where do I put my pee?
No one to hear me, no where
to drain the neglected vessel.
I fantasize letting it all run down
my legs onto the clean sheets.
Relief sends a shiver up my body.
“Yes, do it,” a voice says.
“Let it go.”
I stare down the pain of being full.
Focus on the steady contraction
of a bladder bulging into ferocity.
I call on my resolve and wait
through the night without a clock
to tell me how long I have lived.
Monday, February 4, 2013
The Mnemosyne Monthly: Poem Forty-Three (Shikibu)
Izumi Shikibu
by
Komatsuken
This month's Mnemosyne poem, by Izumi Shikibu, comes from The Ink Dark Moon and is translated by Jane Hirshfield, who I will interview this upcoming summer for Tiferet Talk. If you're not familiar with her work, Izumi Shikibu is a mid Heian period Japanese poet and a member of the Thirty-six Medieval Poetry Immortals--a group of Japanese poets chosen by Fujiwara no Kintō as models of Japanese poetic ability. Because of her numerous affairs and marriages and the passionate nature of her writings, Izumi Shikibu became known as The Floating Lady. Enjoy ...
love has no color
yet how deeply my body
is stained by yours.
--by Izumi Shikibu
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Montgomery County Book Festival and Inteview
I'm thrilled to be hosting the Tweens Read Too Panel at the Montgomery County Book Festival. Here's an interview with me at the festival blog site: Melissa Studdard's Interview. For the panel, I'll be interviewing the authors listed below, and all of us will be signing books and book plates between sessions. Hope to see some of you there!
Kimberley Griffiths Little is the critically acclaimed author of the Southwest Book Award, Winner of the Whitney Award for Best Youth Novel of 2010, Bank Street College Best Books of 2011, Crystal Kit Finalist, and New Mexico Book Award Finalist. Her books have sold several hundred thousand copies in the Scholastic Book Fairs and have been chosen for many state reading lists. She lives on a dirt road in a small town by the Rio Grande with her husband, a robotics engineer, and their three sons. Kimberley is a favorite speaker at schools around the country, presenting "The Creative Diary," a highly successful writing workshop and has also been a keynote speaker at various conferences. She is a co-founder of SPELLBINDERS, a national newsletter for Educators and Librarians to create life-long readers. Learn more about her at her website.
Nikki Loftin lives with her Scottish photographer husband just outside Austin, Texas, surrounded by dogs, chickens, and small, loud boys. Her debut middle-grade novel, The Sinister Sweetness of Splendid Academy, is available now! You can visit her online at www.nikkiloftin.com or at twitter: @nikkiloftin or Facebook at Splendid Academy. The website for the book is www.SplendidAcademy.com
Bethany Hegedus is a well-published author and owner of The Writing Barn, a writing retreat and workshop space in Austin, Texas. Her award-winning books include Truth with a Capital T (Delacorte/Random House) and Between Us Baxters (WestSide Books). Forthcoming from Atheneum/Simon & Schuster is the picture book Grandfather Gandhi, co-authored with Arun Gandhi, grandson of the Mahatma. Bethany has served as the Hunger Mountain Young Adult & Children’s Editor since the prestigious journal went online in 2009 and once worked at The Writers’ League of Texas as Office Manager. A graduate of the Vermont College of Fine Arts MFA program in Writing for Children & Young Adults, Bethany teaches privately and speaks across the country. She lives in a private home, with her husband and their dog, Toby, on the same 7.5 acres that The Writing Barn shares. Learn more about her at her website.
Jo Whittemore is the author of the tween humor novels, Front Page Face-Off, Odd Girl In, and D is for Drama, as well as The Silverskin Legacy fantasy trilogy. She is a member of the SCBWI (Society of Children’s Book Writers and Illustrators) and is one of the founding members of The Texas Sweethearts & Scoundrels. Jo has also written for, and been featured in, newspapers and national magazines. When she isn't writing, Jo spends her time with family and friends in Austin, dreaming of the day she can afford a chocolate house with toffee furniture. Discover more about Jo Whittemore at her website.
Monday, January 28, 2013
2013 Tiferet Talk Schedule
Hip Hip Hooray! The first Tiferet Talk interview of 2013 is tonight at 7 PM, and I'm excited to also share the schedule for the year:
Judith Hanson Lasater 1/28, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Julie Maloney 2/25, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Natalie Goldberg 3/17 or 3/25/13, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Jim Hanson 4/29, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Molly Peacock 5/20, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Jane Hirshfield 6/17, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Doug Anderson 7/29, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Ann Hood 8/19, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Andrea Polard 9/30, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Alfred Corn 10/21, 1:-1:30 PM EST
Helene Cardona and John FitzGerald 11/25, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Kanta Bosniak 12/16/13, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Judith Hanson Lasater 1/28, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Julie Maloney 2/25, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Natalie Goldberg 3/17 or 3/25/13, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Jim Hanson 4/29, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Molly Peacock 5/20, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Jane Hirshfield 6/17, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Doug Anderson 7/29, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Ann Hood 8/19, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Andrea Polard 9/30, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Alfred Corn 10/21, 1:-1:30 PM EST
Helene Cardona and John FitzGerald 11/25, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Kanta Bosniak 12/16/13, 7 - 7:30 pm EST
Friday, January 25, 2013
Judith Hanson Lasater on Making Peace with the Present Moment
Judith Hanson Lasater with B. K. S. Iyengar
In praise of Lasater, Patricia Walden states, “Judith Lasater presents timeless wisdom with clarity and insight. She is a well-seasoned yogini, who writes from personal experience on how to use the events of daily life as yoga poses for the mind and heart.”
Erich Schiffmann states: "Yes! Living Your Yoga is what it's all about. Here is a clear and friendly book that will help anyone embody the wisdom of yoga by consciously bringing it into daily life. The exercises are fun. They can help you learn how to do yoga all the time—now and now and now—when you are in the yoga room and when you are not. Take this book to heart."
Below, you will find some words of wisdom that Judith was kind enough to share from her blog, as well as a link to the show. The link will become active once the show goes live on Monday.
Make Peace with the Present Moment
by Judith Hanson Lasater
Too often our mental process is to judge ourselves for what we are thinking or feeling. A thought arises and our inner dialogue says something like, “Oh, I shouldn’t be thinking that” or “How can I be thinking/feeling that when I am a yoga student, teacher or meditator?”
Then we react to those judgments with even more judgments for judging, and we are caught in a repeating pattern from hell.
A practice I have been enjoying for some months now is to “make peace with the present moment.” That means that when thoughts arise followed by thoughts of judgment I tell myself that the whole process is part of my practice: the original thoughts and the secondary or following thoughts as well. I do this by saying to myself, “how human of me to have a thought of X.” This helps so much when I look at the behavior of others as well.
When I say silently to myself, “How human of him to act/react with anger or fear or disappointment” then there is a space for compassion to arise in me. And I like how that feels. Then I am at peace with the present moment.
Copyright 2013 by Judith Hanson Lasater. Reprinted with permission.
http://judithlasater.com/writings/index.html
Monday, January 7, 2013
The Mnemosyne Monthly: Poem Forty-Two (Doolittle)
Orchard
H.D. (Hilda Doolittle)
As noted last week, The Mnemosyne Weekly has now become The Mnemosyne Monthly, and we're moving right along to the forty-second poem. What a joy it's been to carry these poems around through my days, pulling them deeper and deeper into my being until they reside among the internal resources I can call on for wisdom and beauty. With the new monthly format, I'm looking forward to even greater intimacy with the poems.
This week's poet, H.D. (Hilda Doolittle) was recommended to me by my friend R Jeffreys of The Write Step. I've been somewhat familiar with H.D.'s work in anthologies, but this past weekend I sat down and read my first full H.D. collection, the salty, blossoming Sea Garden, from which I selected this beautiful poem, "Orchard."
Enjoy!
Orchard
By H. D.
I saw the first pear
As it fell --
The honey-seeking, golden-banded,
The yellow swarm
Was not more fleet than I,
(Spare us from loveliness)
And I fell prostrate
Crying:
You have flayed us
With your blossoms,
Spare us the beauty
Of fruit-trees.
The honey-seeking
Paused not,
The air thundered their song,
And I alone was prostrate.
O rough-hewn
God of the orchard,
I bring you an offering --
Do you, alone unbeautiful,
Son of the god,
Spare us from loveliness:
These fallen hazel-nuts,
Stripped late of their green sheaths,
Grapes, red-purple,
Their berries
Dripping with wine,
Pomegranates already broken,
And shrunken figs
And quinces untouched,
I bring you as offering.
Monday, December 24, 2012
Happy Holidays
One of the Family
Frederick Cotman
1880
This week, instead of memorizing a poem for the Mnemosyne Weekly, I'll be spending time with family. But I'd still like to share a poem with you. No matter what your faith or what you're celebrating, this poem, "Grace," highlights mealtime as a way of honoring both the past and the present, both those with whom we are sitting and those who are no longer here. Such a lovely, universal message--
The poet, Jake Adam York, just passed away on the 16th of this month. May he rest in peace.
Grace
By Jake Adam York
Because my grandmother made me
the breakfast her mother made her,
when I crack the eggs, pat the butter
on the toast, and remember the bacon
to cast iron, to fork, to plate, to tongue,
my great grandmother moves my hands
to whisk, to spatula, to biscuit ring,
and I move her hands too, making
her mess, so the syllable of batter
I’ll find tomorrow beneath the fridge
and the strew of salt and oil are all
memorials, like the pan-fried chicken
that whistles in the grease in the voice
of my best friend’s grandmother
like a midnight mockingbird,
and the smoke from the grill
is the smell of my father coming home
from the furnace and the tang
of vinegar and char is the smell
of Birmingham, the smell
of coming home, of history, redolent
as the salt of black-and-white film
when I unwrap the sandwich
from the wax-paper the wax-paper
crackling like the cold grass
along the Selma to Montgomery road,
like the foil that held
Medgar’s last meal, a square of tin
that is just the ghost of that barbecue
I can imagine to my tongue
when I stand at the pit with my brother
and think of all the hands and mouths
and breaths of air that sharpened
this flavor and handed it down to us,
I feel all those hands inside
my hands when it’s time to spread
the table linen or lift a coffin rail
and when the smoke billows from the pit
I think of my uncle, I think of my uncle
rising, not falling, when I raise
the buttermilk and the cornmeal to the light
before giving them to the skillet
and sometimes I say the recipe
to the air and sometimes I say his name
or her name or her name
and sometimes I just set the table
because meals are memorials
that teach us how to move,
history moves in us as we raise
our voices and then our glasses
to pour a little out for those
who poured out everything for us,
we pour ourselves for them,
so they can eat again.
For more information about the poem: tinyurl.com/cn59693
Monday, December 17, 2012
The Mnemosyne Weekly: Poem Forty-One (Zagajewski)
I'd like to dedicate this week's Mnemosyne Weekly to the victims and survivors of the Sandy Hook Elementary School shooting and their families and friends. The poem, “Try to Praise the Mutilated World,” written by one of my grad school professors, Adam Zagajewski, ran on the final page of The New Yorker's 9/11 issue. Though it was written a year and a half before the attacks, it became the most well-known poem cited in relation to the tragedy. Now that we are once again blindsided by the agonizing symptoms of a mutilated world, I think again of this poem.
According to The Daily Beast, "'Try to Praise the Mutilated World' recalls a trip Zagajewski took with his father through Ukrainian villages in Poland forcibly abandoned in the population transfers of the post-Yalta years." No stranger to tragedy himself, Zagajewski was just an infant when his family was deported from their home, thus beginning a state of exile that would become a motif in both his life and his poetry. Bless him for transforming his experience into art.
As I memorize this poem this week, I'll be thinking of the community of Newtown, Connecticut, and sending prayers for healing.
Try to Praise the Mutilated World
By Adam Zagajewski
Try to praise the mutilated world.
Remember June's long days,
and wild strawberries, drops of wine, the dew.
The nettles that methodically overgrow
the abandoned homesteads of exiles.
You must praise the mutilated world.
You watched the stylish yachts and ships;
one of them had a long trip ahead of it,
while salty oblivion awaited others.
You've seen the refugees heading nowhere,
you've heard the executioners sing joyfully.
You should praise the mutilated world.
Remember the moments when we were together
in a white room and the curtain fluttered.
Return in thought to the concert where music flared.
You gathered acorns in the park in autumn
and leaves eddied over the earth's scars.
Praise the mutilated world
and the grey feather a thrush lost,
and the gentle light that strays and vanishes
and returns.
Try to praise the mutilated world.
Remember June's long days,
and wild strawberries, drops of wine, the dew.
The nettles that methodically overgrow
the abandoned homesteads of exiles.
You must praise the mutilated world.
You watched the stylish yachts and ships;
one of them had a long trip ahead of it,
while salty oblivion awaited others.
You've seen the refugees heading nowhere,
you've heard the executioners sing joyfully.
You should praise the mutilated world.
Remember the moments when we were together
in a white room and the curtain fluttered.
Return in thought to the concert where music flared.
You gathered acorns in the park in autumn
and leaves eddied over the earth's scars.
Praise the mutilated world
and the grey feather a thrush lost,
and the gentle light that strays and vanishes
and returns.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
The Mnemosyne Weekly: Poem Forty (Dickinson)
How happy is the little Stone
Emily Dickinson
How happy is the little
Stone
That rambles in the Road alone,
And doesn't care about Careers
And Exigencies never fears --
Whose Coat of elemental Brown
A passing Universe put on,
And independent as the Sun
Associates or glows alone,
Fulfilling absolute Decree
In casual simplicity --
That rambles in the Road alone,
And doesn't care about Careers
And Exigencies never fears --
Whose Coat of elemental Brown
A passing Universe put on,
And independent as the Sun
Associates or glows alone,
Fulfilling absolute Decree
In casual simplicity --
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