The darkness of a cat sliding past me on its way
up the stairs as I descend can seem symbolic
of a missed opportunity or something passing by
I should have paid more attention to on my way
to put out the trash but in reality I still got the trash
put out and a cat passing by in the dark on the stairs
is never an opportunity even in this ankle deep silence
I saw some mock-ups and page proofs of this book yesterday. It is going to be a great book to read, and a great book just to hold in the hands. Emily, you should write an entire post just about the typeface and how you managed to acquire it from Herr WhateverHisNameIs in Germany, via bilingual intermediary and (I think) time travel.
The season is bearing fruit here in the Blue Ridge mountains…
Autumn Greetings, Friends!
We are pleased to announce a new book forthcoming from St Brigid Press in November: Soundings, a collection of haiku by Emily Hancock, illustrated with three prints by the author.
Hancock has been published in various literary journals, including the Appalachian Journal and the Greensboro Review. This limited edition book will collect over thirty of her haiku, each a small meditation on being in nature and the nature of being, as well as three prints from her original block carvings.
Setting the poems by hand.
Carving images into linoleum blocks, which will then be printed.
All of the type is set by hand (in the historic Koch-Antiqua typeface), letterpress printed on beautiful Rives mould-made paper, and sewn with linen thread.
Rives paper, mould-made in France.
SAVE THE DATE!!! The official Book Launch for
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O star you should have known
not even your memory will eclipse you
No distance will establish a shadow
between this heart and yours
The light that comes back to me
from something larger—is it
not my own joy which without you
I would never know?
Full moon, Belgorod, Russia, by Alex Markovich.
A contribution from my old Cornell pal and entrepreneur / poet / translator / tea ceremony guru / ranch-hand / dog trainer / everyman friend, Russ Mann:
Some authors who are not on WordPress but are on Twitter (or who do not write poetry on their chosen blogs) are contributing to the Full Moon Social on Twitter. So be sure to check the tag #fullmoonsocial2014 on Twitter throughout the evening. I’ve already seen several writers add to the party! Hey, Robert, you may run out of that sparkling wine sooner than you think…
You sleep beneath a quilt of moonlight.
As I cut off the lamp across the room
and walk into darkness the heavenly
body brightens. There is just enough
room for me, pushing aside a dog
or two, to press against you, fall in
to the rhythm of your breathing,
our dreams mountains on the moon
Loblolly pines peel away from the paling sky
looking back on their roots.
Over one’s shoulder the full moon
eclipsed on the western horizon’s
almost an after-thought. As indirect
light rises from the ground below us men come,
constructing the canopy tent for the next
funeral. Ground fog further east glows
red and headlights are no longer
necessary to see where you’re going.
Seriously nearly-full moon in my backyard not taking any nonsense–join the FullMoonSocial2014 on Wednesday.
Write to your loved ones. Write to your friends. Write to the moon. Write to a memory. Post a poem on WordPress or Twitter on Wednesday night, October 8th, anytime between the rising and setting of the moon, and tag it FullMoonSocial2014, and let’s spend the night looking at the same moon and the same freshly minted poems, and celebrate our passion for poetry, our loves and losses, and of course, the one constant thing and what poet Mary Reufle identified as the first lyric poem–the moon.
More info here.
Underlit clouds reach across the new day’s ceiling
like a giant hand trying to trap something.
Or save someone. But I’m hidden beneath these trees
and houses. It goes on, drifts beyond, the wrong way.
Let’s harmonize with the Ancients, and each other.
On October 8th, the full moon rises. In the hours it’s alight, let’s do like the Ancients do, and send out a poem to those we’re thinking about but cannot be with, or to each other, or simply to the moon itself.
In a wrinkle on the tradition of Full Moon parties, let’s post our poems on WordPress and tag them “fullmoonsocial2014” and/or on Twitter and hashtag them #FullMoonSocial2014.
Let’s celebrate together this next full moon! Also, if you’re interested in having your poem included in a free epub anthology linking to your blog or website, leave a comment below with a simple “put me in the anthology.” If enough people are interested I will put it together and it will be available on this site and free.
What do you think? If you’re in, feel free to let your poet friends know, and reblog this post if desired. This is not about an edited anthology, this is not a competition. This is not about making money or marketing–this is just plain a full moon social celebration. a time we can share together, as poets and readers, the things and people we love, no matter where we are when the moon rises on October 8th.
Full moon rising and setting times can be found here, and I’ve included a few sample times below. http://www.timeanddate.com/astronomy/
FULL MOON RISING AND SETTING TIMES, OCT 8 2014
Staunton, VA — OCT 8 7:01 PM to 8:30 AM OCT 9
Kansas City, MO — OCT 8 7:07 PM to 8:38 AM OCT 9
Austin, TX — OCT 8 7:48 PM to 8:41 AM OCT 9
Los Angeles, CA — OCT 8 6:49 PM to 8:11 AM OCT 9
Seattle, WA — OCT 8 6:50 PM to 8:48 PM OCT 9
Istanbul, Turkey — OCT 8 6:37 PM to 8:03 AM OCT 9
Hong Kong — OCT 8 5:59 PM to 6:49 AM OCT 9
Manila, Philippines — OCT 8 5:35 PM to 6:16 AM OCT 9
Translations from the English 