Tuesday, December 11, 2012

new from above/ground press: Parapagus, a poem by Roland Prevost



Parapagus
(a poem in ten parts)
Roland Prevost
$4

[ censorship confers ] x { prehistory }

We are reduced to call upon the eye and ear.
A backfield dig unearths two gleaming pre-human
Skulls.  Scattered artefacts lie between them.  
Hard dirt under cracked fingernails: dark, dry. 
Comparisons of brain cavities, occipital angles,
Jawbones.  To them we’d seem: Graceful. 
Fragile.  Nervous.  Perceptive.  Even when they
Lived, sheathed in silence, their eloquent tools
Spoke necessities for them, as still now.


published in Ottawa by above/ground press
December 2012
a/g subscribers receive a complimentary copy

Roland Prevost’s poetry appears in Arc poetry magazine, Descant Magazine, Ottawa Arts Review, Peter F. Yacht Club, Ottawater (online), among others. He has three previous chapbooks: Metafizz (2007, Bywords), Dragon Verses (2009, Dusty Owl), Our/ Are Carried Invisibles (2009, above/ground). He’s also been published in two poetry collections by Amanda Earl’s AngelHousePress, Whack of Clouds (2008) and Pent Up (2009). Roland won the 2006 John Newlove Poetry Award. He was, for a few years, the managing editor of 17 seconds: a journal of poetry and poetics, as well as poetics.ca, both online. He studied English and Psychology at York University and the University of Manitoba. He lives, writes poetry, short stories, a lifelong journal, composes and records songs, and peers through telescopes in Ottawa.


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Monday, December 10, 2012

"poem" broadside #314 / Queen’s University writer-in-residence (2012) poem-pick # 3: "untitled" by Wanda Praamsma



*

m says: do you have that problem, all your socks disappearing into the washing machine?
they slide into this hole
there’s this whole mountain of socks in there


he – oh mysterious he – tells me:        intuition
use it
                        you don’t have to know what you’re doing
just do it
                        make something
                        don’t plan it all out
take something small and go with it
                        see where it takes you

                                                            wise words


at a reading at a library on a downtown ottawa street elizabeth hay says:

you don’t always have to know what you are doing

and so: I promptly go outside and call nancy cooper alice cooper

she laughs


like my mother and her coils
she has a shape in mind and that’s it, start rolling
the clay




untitled
by Wanda Praamsma
above/ground press broadside #314
& Queen’s University writer-in-residence (2012) poem-pick # 3
curated by Phil Hall)
Wanda Praamsma is a writer and yoga instructor living on Wolfe Island, Ont. She has new work forthcoming in ottawater #9. She blogs at www.quietlychurningstomach.com

Thursday, December 6, 2012

new from above/ground press: A Web Of Holes by Shannon Maguire



A Web Of Holes
Shannon Maguire
$4

epoché
urns the animal
resists all mobilities
yawns new hostage wars
dwelling place thirsts
incisors on wet tissues
come above, land where she is
eating anyway

published in Ottawa by above/ground press
December 2012
a/g subscribers receive a complimentary copy

This is Maguire’s second above/ground press title, after the collection Vowel Wolves & Other Knots (2011).

Cover image: Kathleen L. Gonneville-Maguire

Shannon Maguire is the author of the chapbooks Vowel Wolves & Other Knots (above/ground 2011) and Fruit Machine (Ferno House 2012). She has been a finalist for the Manitoba Magazine Awards (2012) and the Robert Kroetsh Award for Innovative Poetry (2011). Her first full length collection of poetry, Fur(l) Parachute is forthcoming from BookThug in 2013.

[Shannon Maguire launches A Web of Holes in Ottawa alongside Roland Prevost and Craig Calhoun on Saturday, December 15 as part of The Factory Reading Series]

To order, send cheques (add $1 for postage; outside Canada, add $2) to: rob mclennan, 402 McLeod St #3, Ottawa ON K2P 1A6 or paypal at www.robmclennan.blogspot.com

Monday, December 3, 2012

The Peter F. Yacht Club regatta/reading/christmas party!

lovingly hosted by rob mclennan;

The Peter F. Yacht Club annual regatta/christmas party & issue launch for The Peter F Yacht Club #17: edited/produced by rob mclennan

at The Carleton Tavern (upstairs)
233 Armstrong Avenue (at Parkdale Market)
Saturday, December 29, 2008
doors 7pm, reading 7:30pm

with readings from yacht club regulars and irregulars alike;

info: rob mclennan at 613 239 0337 or rob_mclennan@hotmail.com

Thursday, November 29, 2012

"poem" broadside #313 / Queen’s University writer-in-residence (2012) poem-pick # 2: "Meditation On Stress" by Kirsteen MacLeod


Trapped in the crawlspace:
old lawn chairs, the trash can, some metal pipes,
the damn hula hoop
that caught my bike tire.

I’m doubled over,
my bicycle leaning outside,
purse in the rain, the “Yoga
for Managing Stress” class I teach
starting in just 10 minutes.
I peer out the lattice holes,
yellow leaves swirl—
the wind, cosmic joker;
it gusted the door shut
with an awful click.
I lie back, kick wildly
at the half-door. My heart
leaps like a frog in a jar,
and I scream until I’m spent.

What I’d planned for today’s yoga lesson:
breathe in for four, out for eight.
I smell the damp earth, hear the rain plunk
on the deck above me,

notice
the broken lattice.

I thread my hand through,
open the latch:


Meditation On Stress
by Kirsteen MacLeod
above/ground press broadside #313
& Queen’s University writer-in-residence (2012) poem-pick # 2
(curated by Phil Hall)
Kirsteen MacLeod is a yoga teacher in Kingston, Ont., where she stays mostly unconfined.