Sunday, August 21, 2022

HEIDI KASA'S SPLIT: NEW FROM MONDAY NIGHT PRESS

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Heidi Kasa
Way back in the day, I took a qualitative methodology seminar (can't remember the name of it now) with Dr. SarahAmira de la Garza at Arizona State University. Her teachings have stayed with me, and so I must disclose that I consider Heidi Kasa a friend after interacting with her the past few months. Those who know me will know that despite that friendship, I can only respond to the release of her debut chapbook, Split, authentically.

Sometimes you’re faced with a task that demands what you’re not sure you have. But it is a task that tingles you in anticipation and plumbs your depths, seeks your best wherever it may lay.


Responding to Heidi Kasa’s Split, the 2022 offering by Monday Night Press, is such a task. For an aged one whose neural pathways have been patterned by a lifetime of reading, listening, and expressing in relatively linear and literal confines, the wide-ranging freedom of Kasa’s prose was a mind-muscle stretch. It pried open new crevices of thought and left me in a puddle of wondering.

Does the title, Split, refer to rips in time fabric? A split personality? The split between the actual and imagined self? Maybe it is referring to a split screen where you’re watching multiple movies in disparate dimensions simultaneously? Or perhaps it pertains to none of the above...or all of the above. Kasa dares you to untangle the strands of Amy and Dan’s relationship to each other and to themselves.

If standard fare with a tightly woven plot, with clearly delineated protagonists and antagonists, with beginning, middle, and end marching obediently in step to the beat of “normal” drums is what you seek, then saunter by Split with a wary glance. Yet, if a jagged journey into the space of a wondering, wandering mind unleashed beckons you, then open the pages of Split…and your mind.

At first glance you might think that Amy and/or Dan are the protagonists in this short story, and perhaps, in some sense, you’d have hit the mark. But the Now, the mischievous, nebulous, shapeshifting Now, snatches the stage from Dan and Amy’s lenses, fractures the inner scope of their tentative beings.

The Now always has the last laugh, dances the last jig as Amy and Dan struggle to embrace the cruel humor, to hear the mocking music. In Kasa’s words, “Sometimes the Now is slow and endearing, like cookies cooling off. Other times it stops you sharp and hard and you don’t ever want to get back to know it.” Kasa seems to dare the reader to put their finger on the elusively swirling Now.

Split,
this first chapbook offering from Kasa, a poet, a philosopher, a mom seeking to do her share to shape the world her little beings are to inhabit, is not the shiny, polished fare tailored for the masses. It is a challenge for questing minds, for reaching spirits to take up and treasure. It offers a glimpse of what is to come from one who dares to scoff at well-worn forms, from one whose literary chops are forming right beneath our thirsty eyes.

Kasa leaves a trail of philosophical crumbs that congeal to make a meal throughout the work: “Odd things have to pile up to be noticeable and alarming.” “Sometimes in relationships, unseen parts of people turn visible and become connected.” “But the deeper you get into any world, the more interesting it becomes. Stay open. Find people who like opening.

And her poetic penchant populates the pages like dandelions in a green field of a summer’s day, using metaphors from film, photography, music, baseball…yes, her mind and words wander freely: “Dan either zooms toward her or Amy dollies toward him, the room stretching past as his dark eyes suck her in.” In the following passage, she combines music and film: “Sometimes he heard diminished notes more than augmented ones, but his axe remained unaffected. Maybe he didn’t have his money shot, but he felt the mise-en-scène was whole nonetheless.”

It is perhaps the variety of pools into which Kasa and Split dive that resulted in a glossary. However, I must confess that the glossary, a full third of the book, furrowed my brow. From my limited perspective, it did not add but pages to the work. It took me away from the free-flowing Kasa I had just read. But perhaps, for those unfamiliar with the wide range of fields into which Split treads the glossary will be nourishing.

That bit of dissonance notwithstanding, I purchased a copy of Split to send to my 
niece Joans, an aspiring author and screenwriter. It is my way of saying to her, “You need not limit yourself to the conventional. You can let your mind and heart roam where they will and weld their travels into fertile descriptions and Star trek destinations." In sum, a hit of Split took me on a trip of psychedelic wonder. Mayhap it will do the same for you.

Thanks to jessica wickens, editor in chief of Monday Night Press, for bringing Heidi Kasa’s mind, spirit, and work to light! You can better acquaint yourself with Heidi and her work at her website, heidikasa.com, and check out one of her recent poetic expressions below or on the The Human Room Open Voice  (THROV) YouTube channel. 




Tuesday, August 16, 2022

BIG DAYS...FOR ME ANYWAY

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A Fab Friday

Last Friday (8/12/2022) was big day. I Joined Chanson Antonio Byrd (@soulinkspeaks) Christpher T.George (@CThompsonGeorge) and Terri Rose Jertson (@INotFunniez) on episode 2 of Phynne-Belle’s (@Twitter Space podcast: BYOPC (Bring Your Own Poem Cover).
Phynne-Belle does it all
 Each guest brought and read a poem that touched them, and discussion of the pieces followed the readings. I brought Shawna Johnson’s Drains to the table, as it was one of the more moving pieces I encountered during the Stroll of Poets 30/30 Challenge this past April.

Linda & Renya Craig
Friday was also the final component of the Linda Anderson led Cartonera Workshop that I shared with several other artists and poets. After the presentation and selected readings from the Cartonera books we created, Elise Stuart, former poet laureate (2014 – 2017) of Grant County, New Mexico hosted a gathering at her enchanting home. Among the highlights of the gathering was the pedicure (maybe “puppycure” would be a better term) from Tomás, her adorable dachshund.

Every bit as exciting was Poetry Bread Presents host Sam Castello confirming that I’d be hosting the show on Monday, September 12. Poetry Bread Presents with Sam Castello happens every second Monday of the month, 10am Mountain time. It is a segment of Kindred Continuum on KURU 89.1 FM, streaming at GMCR.org.

Grace Cavalieri
This episode will revolve around four incredible poets, three of whom I refer to as “message poets,” because in addition to their mastery of their craft, they bring messages that I believe contribute to the enhancement of the human collective and condition. Small hint: These poets were interviewed and read their poetry a while back on Grace Cavalieri’s The Poet & The Poem, a podcast listed on the Library of Congress website.

Another Big Day

Saturday August 27, 2022 is HUGE on my calendar. Stephanie (6:30 – 8:30pm EDT) and I (9pm EDT) will both be “featuring” on that day. Stephanie Niles will be joining Molly Powell in delivering a New Moon Sound Healing session at Shiva Shala in Fort Myers, and I’ll be
co-featuring with Heidi Kasa at Saturday Night Special (SNS) on Zoom.

Mbonisi Zikhali Zomkhonto
As if that isn’t big enough, Mbonisi Mikhali Zomkhonto will be a featured reader at Poetry Street on The Road on the same day at 2pm EDT. Mbonisi may have featured somewhere else recently, and if so, I missed it. I won’t be missing his performance on the 27th. If you check out his reading on Cultivating Voices Live last Sunday (9:20 of video) you’ll know why.

Ok, that’s all I’ve got for now. Like Mobonisi might say, “Stay inspired!”

    


Friday, August 5, 2022

THE POETRY NEVER STOPS! BIG EVENTS OVER THE NEXT 72 HOURS

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As always, I have to start the announcement posts with a caveat: I know I'm missing good stuff, but I can't stay on top of it all. Plus, time is short. Anyway, does your poetry travel well? I hope so. 

Poetry Festival Singapore Sizzles
The highlight of this poetry weekend for me is the Poetry Global Network’s partnership with Poetry Festival Singapore this Sunday, Aug. 7th (7am PT / 10am ET / 3pm UK / 10pm). It is being
LKN of Poetry Global Network
made available via a special edition of Bottoms Up, our International Poetry Jam which is usually held on the final Sunday of the month. Other organizations collaborating in production of Sunday’s event include Word Forward (Singapore), Morocco Poets (Morocco), and Let’s Unmesh Life (India).

Lawin Bulatao
Host of PGN's Bottom's Up
I only know a few of the poets performing, but the ones that I do know ensure that I’ll be waking up for the 8am start my time. If you wanna get on board the Singapore poetry train, click here for the Zoom link to join the event.  Passcode: Browning.

Poetry X Hunger Raises Awareness & Funds
If you’d like to see and hear poetry making a tangible difference in real lives, Poetry X Hunger’s Hiram Larew and Fizza Abbas Rabbani of Fizza Writes will be hosting a special 90-minute fund-raising reading this Monday Aug. 8 at 11am PDT/2pm EDT/7pm UK/11pm Pakistani time. There is a full slate of readers, but the more the merrier…especially if we can show that poetry can feed more than minds and spirits by raising some funds for the cause. Email poetryxhunger@mail.com if you’re interested in being a part of the effort.

Got Phynnecabulary in Your Poet’s Library?
Most of you probably know Phynne-Belle, the San Fran poet who is the founder and coordinator of Phynnecabulary, and who hosts about 3 dozen events so varied you’ll have to check out her linktree to see what I mean. Anyway, she hosts writing and readings events several days, sometimes multiple
times per day, per week. Tonight (Friday, 8/5) she hosts Get Inspired & Speak Up (GISU), a writing and reading session for SocietyX starting at 7pm PDT. I believe she does a rerun of GISU on Sunday. If you’re into early morning quiet writing, Phynne hosts Wake Up & Write at 9:30am EDT, the 1st and 3rd Saturday of the month, and she rocks an open mic every 2nd and 4th Thursday of the month, so check her out.

Moore Poetry at Reach Arts First Friday
Chris Moore
Lee Eric Freedman and ReachArts First Friday Open Mic (7pm EDT) is featuring Christopher Moore who hosts his own open mic (WIW Moore Poetry) on the 2nd and 4th Wednesdays at 7:30pm EDT. As a heads up, this coming Wednesday, Aug. 10th, Moore Poetry will be featuring R. Sen, the author of Introspectrum.

Super Lupert Merges onto Poetry Super Highway
Rick Lupert of Poetry Super Highway and Cobalt Poets fame is holding a special Facebook Live event on Saturday Aug. 6th at 3pm PDT. Special guests include Mariko Kitakubu, Live from Japan, Aviva Rosenbloom and Joel Siegel. This is a free event, and you can be there by clicking here.

Thursday, August 4, 2022

CHRIS BOGART'S "THIS CONVERSATION": MY RESPONSE TO A "WHITE" MAN'S TAKE ON RACE RELATIONS

Note: You will usually find references to "White," "Black," "Red," "Yellow," Brown," and any other such references to a group of people by misnomered skin-color in quotation marks.  

Preamble for Days
Chris at Barnes & Noble
reading, 2019
As I struggled to bring this piece to life, I realized that it was going to be more about me than it would be about the book, This Conversation, or the author, Chris Bogart. I wondered if this would be the first time that anyone who has read my responses to written texts will get what I mean when I say, “I don’t write reviews. I write responses.” People have continued to mislabel my responses as “reviews” despite my protestations to the contrary. Oh well…

For those wondering about my perceived difference between a review and a response, a review is a description of the text, what it’s about, the format, the content, other works that it’s reminiscent of or contrasts with, what the reviewer thinks of the quality, its entertainment or educational value, etc. A response on the other hand is simply what the work does to and for the responder, in this case, me. That might include all the elements above, but not necessarily so.

I have my speculations about why Chris asked me to respond to This Conversations, but I haven’t explored those speculations with him. My suspicion is that he held certain assumptions that were linked to my appearance, to other responses I have published, and, perhaps, poetic expressions of mine he has heard or read. 

That’s an awful lot of preamble isn’t it? Well, I figure it’s only fitting since This Conversation, itself, has plenty of preamble. Before the main body of the work, there’s a Letter to the Reader, an Introduction, and a Preface. I’m not well read enough to know if that much preamble is common practice, but hey, I’m all for it. And I’m not even done with my preamble!

Most people I know—or even heard of— seem to subscribe to the practice of categorizing and defining people by superficial characteristics. The superficial characteristic relevant to this writing is skin color or “race.” It is a practice I have grown out of or grown through, and I think it only fair that you know my perspective of this book—and all such like it—is…uh…colored by this growth and development. On to the response…

A Response to This Conversation
From an aesthetic standpoint, the book is creative, uniquely designed, and well written. The blending of dialogue with poetic pieces in a variety of styles and forms renders the book worthy of perusing and appreciating simply as an artistic creation. It is an easy read, and for someone with sensibilities unlike my own, it is likely to be a thought—and emotion—provoking, educational, affirming, and even hopeful read.

I mentioned the practice of categorizing and defining people by superficial characteristics above. The author announces his subscription to this practice early in the book. In his Letter to the Reader the author writes,

“I wrote this book of poetry, my fellow white Americans and anyone else who chooses to read it…to convince those of you with whom I share a skin color…” and still in the same letter, “It is your minds, my fellow white Americans, and, more importantly, your hearts, that I will be talking to today in this book of poetry.”

Yes, I had known that I would have to wrestle with myself as I read This Conversation and the bell rang before I had even gotten to the main body of the work. From the first line of the Letter, my worldview and I were circling each other squinty-eyed, seeking an opening. 

I was prepared for a lot of references to people being “black” and “white,” so the wrestling was quite tame at this point. I could expend a lot of time and energy trying to explain why I believe the notion of referring to people as “black” or “white” is destructive to the collective, but I’m trying to keep this down to chapbook size. Click here if you’d like a taste.

Anyway, despite my jangled emotions and internal resistance, I believe the author’s good intentions are clear. It’s obvious he believes conversation can make a positive difference in "race" relations, or in his own words, “This Conversation…must ultimately change the America in which we live…” referring to the disparity between his interpretations of “…the promises that the Founding Fathers had made in the Declaration of Independence” and peoples’ real, lived experiences.

The first poem of the book, This Conversation: When?, also provides a clear indication of the author’s constructive intent. In asking and answering when we might experience equity in our society, Chris expresses immediacy and urgency in the last stanza and line:

    no. this conversation we will start here today
    must finally answer
    this one simple question
    at last and forever,
    and for all time eternal
                with only one answer—
                and that answer
                needs to be

               Now.

I applaud the author’s intent. Not crazy about his methodology, as you'll see below.

Disturbing Dissonance: Redacted “Nigger”
This Conversation isn’t a dead ringer for a CIA or FBI document, but it sure did ring clandestine bells with the prevalent redactions. The first one appears even before the Table of Contents:

    “I might be poor white trash, but at least I ain’t
    no xxxxx!
    —Poor Southern white sharecropper, 1965”

In his poem Carefully Taught, there are six (6) such redactions. 

Page 22
The primary disturbance for me here is if you find the word “nigger” offensive, or think that others might, why are you quoting others who use it, and why are you writing poems using the word in disguise? 
Does anyone not know what the word is that you’ve redacted? If I shoot you with a concealed weapon, does that decrease the damage? I have many more thoughts on this, but this response is going to be plenty long enough already. If interested in some of those thoughts you can find some here.

Conversation = Skirmish?
Another drizzle of dissonance descended when I noted that the exchanges between the interactants in This Conversation were conceived of as skirmishes: "A Civil Discourse: Second Skirmish." I wondered why "skirmish?" A skirmish is a fight, a battle. Is it merely poetic license, a catchy title to attract eyes? Which is it, a conversation or a battle? Does the author see a distinction? Yes, a ton of questions arose, and I extended that wondering to, "Why, in our society, is so much framed in terms of winning and losing, games and battles?" 

Us and Them Mentality Prevails
Perhaps it is my limited perspective, but inconsistency usually nudges me into closer examination. There are snippets of dialogue during the “skirmishes” that indicate the author recognizes the “us and them” mentality as problematic. An excerpt from Civil Discourse: Seventh Skirmish suggests as much:

Regardless of color.
Regardless of race.
This is the “we” I was talking about,
Rather than the “us” and the “they.”

However—and this may merely be a function of language— the author also writes in the Introduction:

“…institutions built to support a segregation of the races hardened like a stone wall around African Americans, denying them most of the freedoms that should have been afforded to them by full citizenship and participation in a fully integrated society…the hearts and minds of many white Americans were still hardened against their full equality.” 

The “us” and “them” mentality appears to be on full display.

Persistent Othering
Within the “us and them” mentality and resultant behavior, the “them” is the “other,” and seldom in human relations is the “them,” the “other” valued as highly or treated as well as the “us.” While I suspect good intentions are behind the following, I find the capitalization of “Black,” while failing to capitalize the color designation of other groups, problematic. It feels like more subtle “othering.”

From the Sixth Skirmish:
Don’t you have people of color in your life?
Black friends, Black coworkers?

    Do they have any friends
    Who are not white?


From the Seventh Skirmish:
    And does your son have any Black friends?
    In fact, he does,
    I said, sipping my own.
    And brown and white friends too.
 

[emphasis added]

What is that disparity about? Perhaps Chris will decide to respond to this response and we can continue this conversation.

Relatedly, something I’ve noticed on many occasions, in written and audio versions of fiction and nonfiction texts, is a particularly deft method of “otherizing” people who are not categorized as “White.” In the Third Skirmish on page 31, the author writes:

    In an effort by whites
    To keep the Blacks out.

Two questions here: 1) Again, why is “whites” lowercase and “Blacks” uppercase? 2) Why is it “by whites,” and “the Blacks,” and not “by the whites” as is the case with “the Blacks.” Often when I hear this reference it feels like “the dogs,” “the cats,” “the others,” as though they—as in anyone who uses this sort of construction—are speaking about some sort of nonhuman objects.

Listen, I can speculate about the inconsistency until my pigment disappears, but regardless of my speculations, the fact remains that, once again, those categorized and identified as “Black” are set apart from those identified as “white” and “brown.” Despite all the good intentions in the world, the “othering” persists.

Okay, I can’t really address everything in my 12 pages of notes here, but perhaps you get my drift:
  • I choose to believe that Chris Bogart has good intentions
  • I think that This Conversation is well designed and scripted
  • Many are likely to find it a fascinating read
  • It can serve as an excellent catalyst for conversation
  • It remains shackled to the enduring skin-color categorization paradigm.
Chris at Barnes & Noble, 2019
When I review purchases online, I am usually asked whether I would recommend the product. Although this is a response and not a review, I highly recommend Chris Bogart’s This Conversation for those interested in the morass of “race” in the United States. 

I thank Chris for the opportunity to read and respond to this work, despite the inherent challenges and I welcome a response from him to this response, which I would be happy to post and share. After all, conversations are not monologues.

JUST A FEW POETRY X HUNGER 2023 HIGHLIGHTS

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