If you’ve never been to PennSound
, a website with an amazingly rich and diverse selection of poetry audiofiles, I would encourage you to go there and sample some MP3s and videos. And if you haven’t been there for a while, it’s worth revisiting since its holdings are almost inexhaustible.
Managed by Charles Bernstein at the University of Pennsylvania, PennSound lists hundreds of poets and contains thousands of sound files. You can listen to individual poems as well as full readings. The recordings are contemporary as well as historical. And the scope is international.
I’m honoured and pleased to become a part of PennSound’s collection with the addition of MP3s from my readings in Vancouver and Washington, DC
. You can also click the image below to go directly to my PennSound page. I hope you enjoy these recordings and that you’ll revisit this incredible resource many times to explore its offerings.
Thanks to Sharon Margolis and Charles Bernstein for creating my page.
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.
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:
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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
are both available for purchase at Argo Bookshop.
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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!
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.
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
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 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.
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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.
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.
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.
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.
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
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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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.
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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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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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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