"This work is unlike any other, in its range of rich, conjuring imagery and its dexterity, its smart voice. Carroll-Hackett doesn’t spare us—but doesn’t save us—she draws a blueprint of power and class with her unflinching pivot: matter-of-fact and tender." —Jan Beatty

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Monday Must Read! Amy King: The Missing Museum

amy kingThis week’s Monday Must Read is The Missing Museum, winner of the 2015 Tarpaulin Sky Book Prize, by Amy King.  John Ashbery described Amy’s poems in I Want to Make You Safe (Litmus Press, 2011) as bringing “abstractions to brilliant, jagged life, emerging into rather than out of the busyness of living.” The book was named one of the Boston Globe’s Best Poetry Books of 2011. King is also the author of the poetry collections Slaves To Do These Things(Blazevox, 2009), I’m the Man Who Loves You (Blazevox, 2007), and Antidotes for an Alibi (Blazevox, 2005). Her chapbooks include Kiss Me with the Mouth of Your Country(Dusie Press, 2007), The Good Campaign (2006), The Citizen’s Dilemma (2003), andThe People Instruments (Pavement Saw Press, 2002). Her poems have been nominated for several Pushcart Prizes, and her essays have appeared in Boston ReviewPoetry, andThe Rumpus.

King joins the ranks of Ann Patchett, Eleanor Roosevelt, Rachel Carson, Barbara Bush, and Pearl Buck as the recipient of the 2015 Winner of the WNBA Award (Women’s National Book Association).  She was also honored by The Feminist Press as one of the “40 Under 40: The Future of Feminism” awardees, and she received the 2012 SUNY Chancellor’s Award for Excellence in Scholarship and Creative Activities.

King serves on the executive board of VIDA: Woman in Literary Arts and is currently co-editing with Heidi Lynn Staples the anthology, Big Energy Poets of the Anthropocene: When Ecopoets Think Climate Change.  She also moderates the Women’s Poetry Listserv (WOMPO) and the Goodreads Poetry! Group. She teaches English and Creative Writing at SUNY Nassau Community College.  Her poems have been nominated for several Pushcart Prizes, and she has been the recipient of a MacArthur Scholarship for Poetry.  Amy King was also the 2007Poet Laureate of the Blogosphere.  Check her latest blog entries at Boston ReviewPoetry Magazine and the Rumpus.

She co-edited Poets for Living Waters with Heidi Lynn Staples,  co-edited the PEN Poetry Series and Esque Magazine with Ana Bozicevic and, for many years, moderated the Poetics List, sponsored by The Electronic Poetry Center (SUNY-Buffalo/University of Pennsylvania).  She has also guest-lectured and conducted workshops at a number of colleges and universities, including Goddard College, Naropa University, RISD (Rhode Island School of Design), San Francisco State University, Slippery Rock University, and, forthcoming this spring, the Center for Women Writers at Salem College.

Buy The Missing Museum!

https://tarpaulinsky.com/amy-king/

Find Amy’s Other Books!

http://www.amazon.com/Amy-King/e/B004GEYJGC

Read More from Amy Online!

http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems-and-poets/poets/detail/amy-king#about

https://tarpaulinsky.com/Chronic/amy-king.html

http://yr.olemiss.edu/piece/king/

http://www.3ammagazine.com/poetry/2004/sep/king.html

http://therumpus.net/2012/01/death-is-always-a-rumpus-original-poem-by-amy-king/

http://www.poetryfoundation.org/harriet/2015/08/literature-is-against-us-in-conversation-with-anne-boyer/

http://therumpus.net/2013/07/beauty-and-the-beastly-po-biz-part-1/

http://therumpus.net/2013/07/beauty-and-the-beastly-po-biz-part-2/

Interviews

http://www.bookslut.com/features/2010_01_015554.php

http://archive.constantcontact.com/fs143/1110349281835/archive/1121363131353.html

https://vimeo.com/37191825

Hear Amy Read

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c3bunzTN3GY

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ijPfs3WEfbU

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=h3OT8WbxWeQ

Happy Reading!

xo

Mary

Call for Submissions Love <3 Sun Star Review

SUN STAR REVIEW
Sun Star Review is currently open for submissions to their Fall 2016 issue.
“We are seeking prose (whether fiction, nonfiction, flash, long, or simply unclassifiable), poetry, visual art, and mixed media work. We love depth and emotional resonance. We appreciate risk taking and ambitiousness—so long as the ambition is earnest. We love work that blends the real and the fantastical. We love experiments with craft. Our journal is also committed to promoting diverse voices and points of view that aren’t well represented in the general literary scene. Thanks for your interest, and we look forward to reading your work!”
To submit, please visit sunstarlit.com

Daily Prompt <3 What Will We Leave Behind?

 

26 June 2016

“I leave to you a curious loom,
That I have wrought my dreams upon;
I beg you lay your hand to it
and weave a pattern when I’m gone.”

~James Lovell

Make art about legacy.

woman weaving

Daily Prompt Love <3 Country Traffic Jam

 

25 June 2016

Encountered a little slow down on the road yesterday 🙂 Three calves had broken out and were gleefully chasing around, having a high old time 🙂

Make art about unexpected obstacles. 🙂 Or about unexpected freedom 🙂

cows in the road

 

 

Call for Submissions Love! Common Ground

Road trip tomorrow, so here’s some Call for Submissions Love before I go 🙂 

COMMON GROUND REVIEW seeks engaging, well-crafted poems that surprise and illuminate, amuse and inform. Creative non-fiction and short stories must be no more than 12 pages, double-spaced. Two publications a year (Spring/Summer and Fall/Winter), no reading fees. We accept year-round submissions at our website; see submission guidelines, use the Submittable link, or send snail mail. Excite us!

Common Ground Website

Submissions Guidelines

 

Daily Prompt <3 What Lightning Desires

23 June 2016

Wrote a poem this morning 🙂 Haven’t done that in a while 🙂 Called “The Girl Lightning Loved” 🙂 

The Girl Lightning Loved

didn’t know how deeply she burned, was burned, her bones wicked through lifetime after lifetime….~Mary Carroll-Hackett 

Make art about what lightning, about what lightning desires. 

lightning girl

 

Daily Prompt Love <3

6/21/2016

I was raised Catholic, and in cultures that are very comfortable with the dead.

Eternal rest grant unto them, O Lord,
and let perpetual light shine upon them.
May they rest in peace.

Amen.

Make art celebrating the dead. Or write a prayer for the dead. 

 

Handprints

 

6/22/2016

Hold on, to me as we go
As we roll down this unfamiliar road
And although this wave is stringing us along
Just know you’re not alone
‘Cause I’m going to make this place your home

Settle down, it’ll all be clear
Don’t pay no mind to the demons
They fill you with fear
The trouble it might drag you down
If you get lost, you can always be found

Just know you’re not alone
‘Cause I’m going to make this place your home

~written by Greg Holden and Drew Pearson, performed by Phillip Phillips

Make art about remembering you’re not alone.

 

prayer dead

 

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Gratitude! Almost There! Retreat with The International Council of Thirteen Indigenous Grandmothers

Update! 

We’re now less than $200 away from making this dream of attending the retreat with The International Council of Thirteen Indigenous Grandmothers in August. I can’t even find the words to express how grateful I am to all of you, for giving, for sharing, for reading.

Meet the Grandmothers here in this video, and you’ll understand why attending this retreat would be truly the dream of a lifetime.

“Ours is an alliance of Prayer, Education, and Healing, for our Mother Earth,and her inhabitants, for all of the children, and for the seven generations to come….TIme is short…Time is calling us.”

Celebrating the wisdom of women, in hope and prayer that it will save us all

Please visit my GoFundMe campaign here: 

Thank you in advance for reading, and sharing! 

Surrounding you all in Light and Love and Prayer and Joy and Gratitude, always Gratitude

 

A Little Different Call for Submissions: The Artist Unleashed, and It Pays!

Write About Your Personal Experience as a Writer or Artist.

Submissions accepted year-round.

Earn $0.015 per word to be published on our blog, The Artist Unleashed. We want articles based on your personal experience as a writer or artist to help fellow creatives. Articles for this website must be about an aspect of writing and/or art and must also inspire and/or motivate, encourage discussion, offer advice or argue an opinion, and be rich with informative/engaging content. We will tweet and Facebook your post to get it as much exposure as possible. Views on a single post have reached 1500+ within 24 hours.

Please visit our website for submission guidelines: www.theartistunleashed.com.

Solstice Prompt <3 Memories of Lovers and the Body as Grace

20 June 2016

Here’s a solstice poem I wrote a few years ago, memory of a solstice back when I was a girl of eighteen, enchanted with a beautiful boy 🙂

This poem appears in my book If We Could Know Our Bones, from A-Minor Press

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Remembering the Body as Grace

We all live in a house on fire. Tennessee Williams

1

I dream back the hot slow sky your body was above me, goldleafed and dappled in early sun, in those running heated days of baggy shorts, thin shoulder straps, loosed barefoot in the woods, where the world wore the soft warm pelts we tumbled in, skins multicolored scarfs we slid out of, slid into, each other. We were hungering home.

2

I wore some long breezy skirt, thinking Stevie Nicks would approve; in those days music made our maps, At a party to honor the March stars, I sat in your lap on Alan’s floor, after too much tequila, naming fish, aquarium after aquarium lining old apartment walls. Outside, a vernal moon split the day in two perfect halves, calling the first point of my Aries into startling alignment with your laugh.

3

Thirty-one suns have crossed the celestial equator since then, science and memory rearranging, the Earth’s elliptical orbit, bending, changing, precession, axis tugged in another direction. Spring even now is being reduced by one minute per year, singing as it goes. Naked to the native acre, bone-clear, the body knows what it knows.

4

Age has freed us from any need to hide, that sweet surrender of knowing celestial objects near the celestial equator are visible worldwide.

5

Assuming the body as love, my body remembers—you sleepy-eyed and unshaven, hair long, lit by light breaking into that space, where we tangled like sweet-sweating animals. What we didn’t know then, spring sliding home into summer, we do now, having worn these faces, lived in these skins, long enough to comprehend gravity as grace.

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Make art about a solstice memory, about the body as grace.
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