Category Archives: poetry reading

Photos: Adam Seelig, Jim Johnstone, and Camille Martin at the Art Bar (host: Josh Smith)

Here are some photos from my Toronto debut of Looms at the Art Bar. Thanks to our engaging host, Josh Smith; to my wonderful co-readers, Jim Johnstone and Adam Seelig; to Q-Space for the warm and inviting venue; and to the Art Bar Series organizers for making the reading happen.

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Jim Johnstone | Adam Seelig | Camille Martin at the Art Bar (Toronto), Tuesday, April 9

8 pm, Tuesday, April 9, 2013
Q Space / 382 College Street (between Spadina & Bathurst)

After readings in Cobourg, Vancouver, Montreal, Detroit, Columbus, and Lafayette to celebrate the publication of LOOMS, I’m bringin’ it home to Toronto at the ART BAR on Thursday, April 9. My superb co-readers are playwright and poet Adam Seelig (EVERY DAY IN THE MORNING (SLOW)) and poet Jim Johnstone (PATTERNICITY)!

Click here for details at the Facebook invitation:
ART BAR READING


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Photos: Oana Avasilichioaei and Camille Martin at Argo Bookshop, Montreal (Bonus: Zen Snowcat)

          Despite a freak mid-spring snowstorm, diehard Montreal poetry lovers trudged over to Argo Bookshop to hear Oana Avasilichioaei and me read from our recently-released collections: Oana from We, Beasts and me from Looms.
          Below are some photos from the reading, which was watched over by muses Kerouac and Whitman.
          There’s also a photo of Zen Snowcat, which I sculpted in my hotel room and promised to send any who braved the snowdrifts to attend. Zen Snowcat says: “Each snowflake falls in the right place.” No complaints.
          Many thanks to Jean-Pierre Karwacki of Argo Bookshop for hosting the reading and to Erin Moure for the photographs of me in the slideshow below.
          And for any Montrealers unable to attend the reading, We, Beasts and Looms are both available for purchase at Argo Bookshop.

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Photos from Vancouver Writers Fest: Nicole Brossard, John Barton, Catherine Owen (& special guest Fred Wah)

          The day before my reading at UBC’s Robson Series, I was fortunate to be able to attend a reading featuring Nicole Brossard, John Barton, and Catherine Owen at the Vancouver Public Library, as part of the Vancouver Writers Fest.
          I took some photographs at the reading, which I offer here as a slide show. There are some especially nice moments in a collaborative reading by Nicole Brossard and Fred Wah.
          I hope you enjoy the images!

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Photos from the Robson Farewell Reading

          There was a full house for the farewell Robson Reading on Thursday, March 14. Many thanks to Kristen Wong, Dina Del Bracchia, Shirley Stevenson, and Anne-Mary Mullen, who organized this reading, to the tech people who videotaped it, and to my co-readers, Barry Webster and Andrew Kaufman.
          Here’s a slideshow of photos that I took at the reading. Thanks to Meredith Quartermain for taking the photos of me.

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We, Beasts by Oana Avasilichioaei: A pre-reading sampler

On Tuesday, March 19, I’ll be reading with Oana Avasilichioaei at Montreal’s Argo Bookshop. The event will celebrate our respective poetry collections published in 2012: Oana’s We, Beasts (Wolsak & Wynn) and my Looms (Shearsman Books). If you’re in Montreal on March 19, please join us.

Wolsak & Wynn, 2012

Wolsak & Wynn, 2012

I’ve been happily engrossed in Oana’s We, Beasts and offer here a sample prior to our reading. The poems in this collection, inspired by fairy tales and fables, have a luminous quality, despite the darkness at their core.

*
where the old road curls into pale blue sky
where rock and pine distill a blurred horizon
backs bend and are divided into valleys

glorified in a field of flags
the Tyrant marches in tight ranks
spells out MOTHER, DIGNITY, FORCE

the story goes like this:
(                                        )
(                                        )
(                                        )
only a hungry ear, a mouth
law speaks in quivers, whips

line by line months break
(here is no child’s game)
incessant in smiles the Tyrant governs
a fist of furrows, knobbed, arthritic

*

No Song

—No peasants, no sepulchres, no bones. A tower, open-mouthed, with no one above its crater.
—No soil that speaks of living, no deity that trains the dying.
—Ruins of a luxury hotel wither two hundred years in the fields. Such is a hospitality of vestiges. Such is finesse. The lastingness.
—Fearful of fevers, no one enters.
—In such peasantless fields, wounds gape uninhabited.

ARGO BOOKSHOP


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Photos: Plugged In at the Skylab

          The Skylab Gallery is an alternative artspace at a loft in downtown Columbus, Ohio. One room remains bare–great for art exhibitions and performance art. The other room with its six huge windows and cushy sofas has the feel of a bohemian coffee shop–poetry reading heaven.
          The evening I was there featured an electrifying performance by Adam Rose of Antibody Corporation, a Chicago dance troupe, as well poetry readings (also juiced) by John M. Bennett, Wendy Lee Spacek, and myself. Many thanks to poet James Payne for inviting me.

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“Believe in biblical colors, Floodlings”: Cinquains with John M. Bennett and C. Mehrl Bennett

          Before the Skylab Gallery reading in Columbus, I went out with John and Cathy Bennett for a bite to eat. We had time to kill, so they suggested collaborating on cinquains.
          Cathy published them on her blog. Have a look-see.

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The Taco Trucks of Columbus, Ohio

          After reading at Detroit’s Woodward Line, I headed for Columbus, Ohio, where I read at the fabulous Skylab Gallery.
          I begin the account of my visit to Columbus with the humble yet beloved taco trucks that dot the city, dispensing Mexican street food: burritos, tacos, and–my favourite–chicken tamales in corn husks. There were two such trucks within a block of the apartment where I was staying. I had no idea that Columbus had a substantial Mexican population, almost 6% according to the most recent census. It’s the Mexican capital of Ohio.
          This wasn’t my first encounter with the taco truck during a poetry tour. When I read in Chicago a few months ago, I happened to be at the right place at the right time when the Tamale Spaceship landed in the middle of downtown:

A queue quickly formed, and trusting the locals to know a good thing, I followed suit. It was worth it. The hot tamales warded away the chill Chicago wind.
          Soon after I arrived in Columbus, Ohio, I discovered that I was surrounded by my favourite comfort food. I bundled up against the cold and walked a couple hundred feet over to Junior’s Tacos:

Three chicken tamales, accompanied by hot sauce and Robert Majzels’ *The Humbug Diet*. Heaven.

          Now I’m back in Toronto, on the lookout for taco trucks.


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Photos: Tyrone Williams, James LaCroix, and Camille Martin at Detroit’s Woodward Line Series

          A couple of weeks before the reading, James Hart, co-curator of Detroit’s Woodward Line Poetry Series, realized that two other poets and I were booked for Thanksgiving Eve. We assumed that only a handful of people would show up. But in fact the reading was very well attended.
          As a venue, The Scarab Club is a poetry series curator’s dream: a beautiful open space with great acoustics in an historic old building.
          I had the pleasure of reading with two terrific poets, both from Detroit: James LaCroix and Tyrone Williams.
          Many thanks to the organizers and hosts of the evening, including Kim Hunter and James Hart III.

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Reading at the Skylab Gallery in Columbus, Ohio

I’m reading at the Skylab Gallery in Columbus, Ohio, this coming Saturday. Thanks to curator James Payne and my fellow readers/performers: Natalie Shapero, Wendy Lee Spacek, John M. Bennett, James Payne, and The Adam Rose Company.

Saturday, November 24, 9 p.m.
SKYLAB GALLERY / 57 E. Gay St, 5th Floor / Columbus, Ohio


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Detroit, Thanksgiving Eve: Tyrone Williams, James La Croix, Camille Martin


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Cobourg, Ontario: Small Town, Big Poetry

          On Tuesday I read at one of the poetry reading series in Cobourg, Ontario. One? That’s right, the town of Cobourg, population under 20,000, has two poetry reading series and an active and dedicated poetry community who work together in the CPW (Cobourg Poetry Workshop) to sponsor readings and workshops.
          I read for the Doug Stewart Reading Series at the Palisade Gardens Retirement Residence. I thought it was a great idea to have the reading at this facility. It was open to the public and attracted several residents of Palisade Gardens.
          My original trepidation about how my poetry (which can be pretty edgy) would be received dissolved once I started reading—the audience was warm and appreciative, and somewhat to my surprise I sold more books there than at any other reading I’ve ever given!
          I shared the microphone with Sharon Knap and Rick Webster—it was a pleasure to meet them and hear some of their work. Bridget Campion was one of the best emcees I’ve ever met. Thanks to the members of the CPW who not only organized this reading but also drove and showed me around Cobourg and arranged a pre-reading dinner and post-reading beer.
          Some pictures, most taken by James Pickersgill (I think):

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The Magic Leaf and Flying Tadpole of Cobourg

I was on Google Maps wandering around Cobourg, Ontario (where I’ll be reading on Tuesday), and came across THE COBOURG LEAF, which apparently magically appears as you drive towards the lake on Church Street. Someone also pointed out a FLYING TADPOLE to the upper left.

I’m convinced that anything can happen in Cobourg.


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On Cross-Pollination: An interview with Camille Martin by James Pickersgill

My “world premiere” of Looms will be in Cobourg, Ontario, about an hour’s train ride east of Toronto.

Poet James Pickersgill put together some thought-provoking interview questions in advance of the reading. Below is a sample, and the complete interview can be found here.

Q – Camille, it is not at all true that poetry is your single creative outlet. You are known as a collage artist, too. You are an editor yourself … and a translator. Your own work has been translated into other languages as well. You have been a university teacher. You’ve organized poetry reading series. You’ve had radio shows and you blog actively on the internet. When listed like that, these activities might sound like an array of separate pigeon-holes but I suspect that there is a lot of cross-pollination, so to speak. What is the nature of this creativity as you experience it: one spark that finds many openings to jump into flame, or, can it be distinct and separate creative impetuses?

Camille Martin – I love the idea of cross-pollination. In fact, I think my primary creative impulse is to bring together: to merge or to juxtapose. It’s the basic impetus for the metaphor: to bring unlike things into dialogue. And for me, that goes for disciplines as well. I was reading and seeking out poetry on my own from an early age, though I didn’t begin writing it in earnest until my late 30s. But my first creative expression was musical – I was trained as a classical pianist since I was six years old, and I went on to get a graduate degree in piano performance. I was also intensely interested in visual art. I’ve always felt a desire to bring the arts together. So now, in the autumn of my life, I have the pleasure of doing all three: making collages, writing poetry, and setting my poetry to music. I think these disciplines are sparking conversations among each another.


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Photos! Camille Martin and Mark Goldstein at the Myopic in Chicago

Borghes imagined paradise to be a kind of library. It can also be a dream of a bookstore with a poetry reading series, such as Myopic Books in Chicago. It’s hard to imagine a more heavenly venue. Below is a slideshow of photos from my reading there on April 21 with Mark Goldstein. Big thank-yous to Larry Sawyer, host extraordinaire of the Myopic Poetry Series.

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“Toronto poets Camille Martin and Mark Goldstein bring lyricism to BIG NIGHT”

Photos! Buffalo’s Big Night featuring Camille Martin and Mark Goldstein

Buffalo is a happening poetry mecca—here are some photos from my January 28 reading with Mark Goldstein, also featuring films by Carl Lee and gourmet eats by Geoffrey Gatza. As if that weren’t enough, we were also treated to a mock Republican poet debate by Michael Kelleher and Aaron Lowinger (co-curators of Big Night).

Alas, I didn’t get photos of half the people I would have liked to—I wanted to enjoy their company as well—but here are a few that I was able to snap at the event. Enjoy!

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Big Night! Big Night! Were I in Buffalo . . .

Fellow Toronto poet Mark Goldstein and I are delighted to be kicking off Big Night Buffalo’s 2012 reading season at the beautiful Western New York Book Arts Center.

Done with the compass, done with the chart. Come!




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Books with window seat

Photo: Camille Martin

         My last tour-by-train this fall will be to Bridge Street Books in Washington, DC, and Segue Reading Series in New York.
         This is the longest tour (by far) as I’m choosing to travel by train. Getting to DC will take a total of sixteen hours (interrupted by a rest-layover in New York). Even given the slower pace (and in reality, partly because of it), I’m finding that I much prefer to travel by train rather than plane.
         For one thing, I’ll have uninterrupted time to work on a couple of writing projects—an interview as well as an essay on the literariness of train travel, which I began to explore in a previous post on Fernando Pessoa.
         I’ll also continue readings that I started during my earlier trips, one of which is Bayamus & Cardinal Polatuo, two novels by Polish-British writer Stephen Themerson (with an introduction by Keith Waldrop). Come to think of it, maybe I should bring along some Kurt Schwitters, too, as a companion to this book, since Themerson and his wife, Franciszka, published his work in London.
         Another is Blaise Cendras, especially “La prose du Transsibérien et de la Petite Jehanne de France.” I can’t seem to locate my translation by Ron Padgett, but I have an en face by Dos Passos that seems quite good.
         The journey begins tomorrow morning at the entrance to the VIA Rail Station in Toronto, which is guarded by a mobile scare-owl. The pigeons nesting there are too smart to be tricked by the paper raptor twisting in the wind.

Photo: Camille Martin



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