Monday, October 20, 2014

Harvesting Pomegranates and Poetry in October

fall hues turn red
pomegranate juice on my fingers - 
I taste the seeds

October is the month of the harvest. Octoberfest in Bavaria. Thanksgiving in Canada. Pomegranates in my one-tree orchard. What does my crop of poetry publications and readings look like?  Exciting and refreshing like the pomegranates off my tree.


I must say I love being invited to do things with friends. I also love being invited to do things with new friends. Jessica Wilson included my name in a small group of Los Angeles Poetry Hosts who will be featured together this Wednesday during the NoHo Lit Crawl event at 9 p.m. Live music -drums and flute by Juan Cardenas, and round robin poetry by the guests of Jessica, a dynamo of energy and poetic talent.

Since I could not quite figure out where I'm supposed to be and how to find my way Jessica made us a map with red arrows that make the location  really, really obvious. Come if you have a taste for some poetry on Wednesday night, come if you don't. You never know what you'll find.


I'm really honored to have been selected to join an elite group of poets, inspired by the mysterious, mystifying and mystic art of Stephen Linsteadt. My poem came from a fascination with his portrait of a ballet dancer, reflected in a series of mirrors. I melded the Myth of Orpheus losing his Euridice with a Balinese myth of a fish that was a dancing tree... in an altogether surreal set of images... Dance, Euridice, dance. Pas de poisson!

The event's description: "Twenty-seven poets from around the world share their vision of the feminine spirit, inspired by the paintings of Stephen Linsteadt. Editor, Maria Elena B. Mahler, collected twenty-seven poems from twenty-seven accomplished, published, and award winning poets from different parts of the world. She invited them to write a poem based on one of Stephen Linsteadt's paintings; paintings he created over the last thirty-five years. Live music by Adey Bell."

At Beyond Baroque: Saturday, October 25, 2014 at 8 p.m. Regular Admission. 
681 Venice Blvd, Venice, California 90291


I'm very happy to have a poem included in an amazing anthology, Gutters and Alleyways: Perspectives on Poverty and Struggle, published by Lucid Moose Lit Press this fall. There are many readings scheduled in Southern California, as discussed below.  Due to other deadlines I missed the big launch described below, but I hope to make it to at least one reading later - most likely to the November 11 reading in Echo Park. 

The Gutters & Alleyways Anthology and Lucid Moose Lit Press launch was a wonderful success. Thank you to all of you who come out in support of this project release. We’d love to meet even more of you at upcoming readings and events. A few ways to keep up with the latest Lucid Moose news is through the website,, and through the Facebook page, There you will find photos from the big launch event, the latest information about readings, and new submission calls such as our very next anthology, Like a Girl: Perspectives on Feminine Identity and Development. We hope you will consider sending us a new batch of work for this and future projects.
For contributors outside of the southern California area, we will be mailing out contributor copies over the next week. For those able to come to an upcoming event, we will give you your copy in person. Here is a list of upcoming readings where you may also sign up to read in an open reading list (email us if you can 100% commit to reading at one of these events and we can possibly add your name to the “mini feature” list):

October 24th 6:30-9 pm at Half Off Books in Whittier (joint Cadence Collective reading)
December 8th 7 pm at Gatsby Books in Long Beach
Other opportunities to pick up your copy (Please email or message if you can stop by one of these locations on these dates):
November 10th at 7 pm  Gatsby Books in Long Beach
November 18th at Rebel Bite in Long Beach
If you’d like to buy additional copies online, the most direct way is through Copies will also be available at local independent bookstores: Gatsby Books in Long Beach, Read On Till Morning in San Pedro, and Half Off Books in Whittier. If you are interested in bulk copies, please email us about price discounts.

The October issue of the Quill and Parchment monthly poetry magazine, edited by Sharmagne Leland St. John is a virtual cornucopia of inspiration.  There is a notice about my book, Slicing the Bread, with the title poem and various statements by other poets.




All those who had pre-ordered copies of my "Slicing the Bread" chapbook from Finishing Line Press that is supposed to be published on October 25, 2014 will have to wait a little bit longer. I did not get my page proofs yet, so please be patient.  In the meantime, several poems made it to various venues, so they can be found and enjoyed in these locations. You also can read about the book on the various blogs and websites.

The book is starting to get noticed on blogs and in papers, and thanks to Andrena Zawinski, four poems can be read in the Poetry Magazine this fall:

Andrena Zawinski's Featured Poets in Poetry Magazine, Vol. 13 no. 3.

John Guzlowski posted about it on his Writing the Polish Diaspora blog:

Rae wrote about it on her blog: Books for Mom:

Forum Polonia Houston reprinted the notice with links to order copies: Slicing the Bread in Houston

The New Book Journal noticed and reprinted the press release: Slicing the Bread on New Book Journal

Then its editor, Ray K. Alan posted it on Pinterest:  Slicing the Bread Pinned to Interests

Don Kingfisher Campbell put one poem, "The Way to School" in his San Gabriel Valley Poetry Quarterly, Fall 2014. I did not attend the reading, so my poem is not posted on the blog.

And, if you have not seen the previous post about the book on this blog, with all the advanced praise by wonderful poets,  here's the link from Poetry Laurels from July 2014:

And, for all those who read all the way to the end, here's the poetic reward, one poem from the Poetry Magazine set:


It was made of rough metal, thick and light.

Its grey, unpolished surface looked like
no other spoon she ever saw.

Grandma said: Ah, yes, that spoon 
was made of a plane shot down 
near the Mieleszki forest.
People gathered metal scraps to melt 
into spoons. We used to carve ours
from birch-wood.  Aluminum was better.

What about the pilot? What happened to him? 
Children never stop asking questions. 

Grandma shrugs.  We found his parachute,
cut the silk into squares to filter milk,
make cheese. But the pilot?

I heard the Germans took him, 
came back for the plane. 

We did not get much,
 just some cheesecloth
and this one spoon.

(C) 2014 by Maja Trochimczyk