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Monica Golding interviews Camille Martin for Open Book Toronto

On Writing, with Camille Martin
“Camille Martin talks to Open Book about her work as a visual artist, the development of her writing, her upcoming poetry collection, Looms, and more.”
Click here to go to the interview.


Readings in DC (Oct. 27) & NY (Oct. 29)

Here’s the information on my upcoming readings n DC and NY:

MEL NICHOLS, AMY WRIGHT,
AND CAMILLE MARTIN
7:30 PM Thursday, October 27
Bridge Street Books
(5 blocks from Foggy Bottom Metro, next to Four Seasons in Georgetown at the end of M Street)
Washington, DC
Hosted by Rod Smith

RAE ARMANTROUT AND CAMILLE MARTIN
4:00 – 6:00 PM, Saturday, Octoer 29
Segue Series at the Bowery Poetry Club
308 Bowery (just north of Houston)
NYC
$6 admission goes to support the readers
Hosted by Trisha Low and Kaegan Sparks

Rae Armantrout’s most recent poetry collections are Money Shot (Weslyan, 2011) and Versed (Wesleyan, 2009), which received the Pulitzer Prize. Armantrout is Professor of Poetry and Poetics at the University of California, San Diego.

Camille Martin is the author of Sonnets (Shearsman, 2010) and Codes of Public Sleep (BookThug, 2007). Recent projects include “Looms,” a collection of layered narratives, and “The Evangeline Papers,” a poetic sequence based on her Acadian/Cajun heritage and archaeological digs at an 18th century village in Nova Scotia.

Mel Nichols is the author of Catalytic Exteriorization Phenomenon (National Poetry Series finalist, Edge 2009), Bicycle Day (Slack Buddha 2008), and Day Poems (Edge 2005). She teaches at George Mason University and curates the Ruthless Grip Poetry Series in Washington, DC.

Amy Wright is the Nonfiction Editor of Zone 3 Press and Zone 3 journal, as well as the author of two chapbooks, Farm (Finishing Line Press: 2010) and There Are No New Ways To Kill A Man (Apostrophe Books: 2009). Her prose and poetry appears in Western Humanities Review, Bellingham Review, American Letters & Commentary, Quarterly West, and The Southern Poetry Anthology, Volume III: Southern Appalachia.


Camille Martin

Poetry & peak foliage

Photo: Camille Martin

         Ongoing fantasy: to book poetry readings with perfect timing for the peak ripening of fall colours. I hit the gold, orange, and red jackpot in Ottawa and Kingston during my recent readings for the AB Series (hosted by Max Middle) and the Thrive Series (hosted by Erin Foley). The views from the train were gorgeous, and the lush backdrop of colours made walking around town with friends before and after the reading that much more enjoyable.
         Photos from the readings in Ottawa and Kingston:

Photo credit: Max Middle

AB Series, showing my new Above/Ground chapbook, If Leaf, Then Arpeggio, with colliding galaxies on the cover

Photo credit: Pearl Pirie

AB Series

Photo credit: Erin Foley

Thrive Series reading from Sonnets (dig the moose-muse!)


Thanks to Max Middle and Erin Foley, intrepid and community-creating curators;

Zorras Multimedia Troupe for putting on a spectacular show in Ottawa;

Dean and Francoise Steadman, who graciously hosted me in Ottawa;

Charles and Amanda Earl, who gave me a terrific tour of Ottawa and made me want to pack up and move there immediately;

rob mclennan for bringing If Leaf, Then Arpeggio, my Above/Ground chapbook hot off the press, to the reading;

Christine McNair and rob mclennan, who invited me to have dinner with them in their fantastic new digs in an old Victorian house in Ottawa;

Bruce Kauffman for interviewing me on CFRC-FM in Kingston;

and to those wonderful souls who attended the readings, made me feel welcome, and even bought some books.


Camille Martin

Second leg of “whistlestop” reading tour: Ottawa and Kingston

I’m packing for the second leg of my six-city train tour. This Saturday, I’m reading for the AB Series in Ottawa, and Monday, for the Thrive Series in Kingston.

I’ll be there . . . you come, too!


8:00 pm, Saturday, October 15 (doors open 7:30)
AB Reading Series
Hosted by Max Middle
Also reading: Sandra Alland/Zorras
Gallery 101 / 301 1/2 Bank Street
Ottawa, Ontario


8:00 pm, Monday, October 17
Thrive Reading Series
Hosted by Erin Foley
The Grad Club (Queen’s University)
Kingston, Ontario


Camille Martin

“Ward Island Ferry” (or, underwater life jackets): a short film

          In good weather, Jiri and I love to take the ferry to the Toronto Islands, not only for the pleasure of bicycling along the wide, car-free trails, but for the ferry ride itself.
          On the ceiling of the lower deck stretch long rows of orange life jackets. Walking along the length of the boat, I filmed a long shot of them, which I later inverted and overlaid with water imagery.
          At first, the the thought of such a juxtaposition creating the illusion of underwater life jackets seemed obvious or literal, but as I began putting the images together, the resulting little film felt to me like a meditation on impermanence, a theme that I also explore in some of my poetry.
          The strange thing, though, is that such meditations on the deathless rhythms of change, far from being depressing, give me a kind of — at first, I wrote “pleasure,” but it’s more like an aura of peace. Thich Nhat Hanh expresses the feeling beautifully in this epigrammatic passage:

                    We should not complain about impermanence,
                    because without impermanence, nothing is possible.


          The soundtrack is from William Duckworth’s The Time Curve Preludes performed by Neely Bruce, piano.


Camille Martin

Of bagpipes and pumpkin beer

Photo: Amanda Roth

“Martin’s quick-paced tempo led the audience through a whirlwind of intimate and surreal thought that was entirely engaging.”
— Amanda Roth, Grey Borders Reading Series

         The September 23 Grey Borders Reading began on a surreal note as the poets were ushered onto the stage by Shelby, a young woman playing bagpipes. She happened to be at the Niagara Artists Centre before the reading, preparing for the next day’s annual parade through downtown St. Catharines to celebrate grapes and wine, without which the history of surrealism just wouldn’t have been the same.
         And the surreality of the evening, fueled by wine and spiraling into the weirdness that poetry fiends crave, intensified with the poets’ readings: Shannon Maguire, Aisha Sasha John, Zorras, and yours untruly.
         Afterward, we spilled into the night and settled in a pub lined with giant vats of pumpkin beer, spinning ever more exquisite corpses.


Thanks to Shelby, Eric Schmaltz (curator), the Niagara Artists Centre, and also to Amanda Roth for her photos and report on the evening.


Camille Martin

Traveling with Pessoa: “The universe isn’t mine: it’s me.”


         My travel companion for my train trip to St. Catharines to read at the Grey Borders Series was, it turns out, allergic to travel. Looking out of train windows gave him an overwhelming feeling of ennui, though he expressed his neurasthenic tedium with poetic melancholy. He was Fernando Pessoa (or rather, one of his many heteronyms, Bernardo Soares) in the form of The Book of Disquiet, a series of short, introspective prose pieces. I had thumbed through it at Nicholas Hoare Books, and Pessoa’s sensibility in these fleeting but often brilliant meditations reminded me of Emil Cioran’s existential darkness in A Short History of Decay. Even though travel, which I love, was anathema to Pessoa’s Soares, I decided the book would be ideal train reading: something I could dip into, put down, ruminate on, and pick up again. Flashes of philosophical introspection and train travel were made for each other.
         There’s a visceral poetry to the experience of riding a train, which Blaise Cendrars understood so beautifully in his long poem “Prose of the Trans-Siberian and of Little Jehanne of France.” And my journey with The Book of Disquiet was the richer that Pessoa’s poetic prose harmonized with the rhythmic sways and bumps of the train:

                           The idea of travelling nauseates me.
                           I’ve already seen what I’ve never seen.
                           I’ve already seen what I have yet to see.
                  . . .
                           Landscapes are repetitions. On a simple train ride
                  I uselessly and restlessly waver between my inattention
                  to the landscape and my inattention to the book
                  that would amuse me if I were someone else. Life
                  makes me feel a vague nausea, and any kind of
                  movement aggravates it.
                           Only landscapes that don’t exist and books I’ll
                  never read aren’t tedious. Life, for me, is a
                  drowsiness that never reaches the brain. This
                  I keep free, so that I can be sad there.

         I also brought along my new video camera, which became an extension of my fascination with the constantly-shifting scenery from train windows. There’s something infinitely expansive about the poetic, otherworldly, and metaphorical possibilities of the view from a train window. Visually, views within and outside trains are multi-layered. The view outside is a palimpsest of successive layers moving at different speeds depending on their distance: the blur of rails and gravel, the telephone poles flowing by and their wires complexly crisscrossing against the sky, the foreground (slagheaps, warehouses, rows of trucks or crops, houses, other trains), and the horizon (greenery, water). Then there’s the window itself, which might be streaked with rain but which always reflects a ghostly veneer of the interior scene: the ceiling lights, the young woman reading a book opposite me, the frames of windows on the other side of the train.
         And there’s a difference between watching the scenery rush toward you and watching it get sucked away from you, and that difference translates into contrasting psychological states, at least for me. Since our cognitive metaphors shape our experience of time (the future approaches us and the past recedes into the distance), the head-on perspective creates the optimism of moving into the future and the other, the melancholy of watching the present frittering away from you and your ability to change it.
         I think what I love so much about train travel is its artifice, its literary qualities. And it’s the metaphorical and philosophical dimensions of travel where Pessoa and I find common ground. A passage I found myself returning to during my trip:

                  Eternal tourists of ourselves, there is no
                  landscape but what we are. We possess nothing,
                  for we don’t even possess ourselves. We have
                  nothing because we are nothing. What hand
                  will I reach out, and to what universe? The
                  universe isn’t mine: it’s me.

         Like Borges and his insistent refrain that “There is no whole self,” Pessoa set about dissolving the notion of a unitary Cartesian identity. And like the ephemeral scenery from a train, the self relentlessly renews itself and enters the present with continually shifting points of reference.
         The video below is a short film I made from scenes between Toronto and St. Catharines. As I edited the film I found that I was creating a somewhat artificial narrative of the trip: the departure, the stops along the way, the rain followed by blue skies. The film doesn’t have an arrival; it ends with a long view of puffy clouds. And the final scene reminds me of a passage in The Book of Disquiet describing Soares’ business trip:

                  The train slows down, we’re at Cais do Sodré.
                  I’ve arrived at Lisbon, but not at a conclusion.


Camille Martin

Slow Remains (a short film)


Slow Remains is a short film using videos from my recent train travel to St. Catharines to read at the Grey Borders Series. The music is China Gates by John Adams, performed by Nicolas Hodges.


 

Camille Martin

“They Will Take My Island”: Paul Vermeersch’s Gorky Project

"They Will Take My Island," Arshile Gorky (1944)

(Click on image to go to my poem.)

         Paul Vermeersch recently asked me to participate in his ongoing “They Will Take My Island” poetic project, in which he asks poets to respond to the eponymous 1944 painting by Arshile Gorky. I enthusiastically accepted the challenge, and immediately the question of the identity of “them” and “me” arose.
         In an age in which questions of political and economic power seem more urgent than ever, probably the meaning that will most readily surface in people’s minds is of a powerful “they” taking something away from “me,” perhaps the sovereign island of individuality, the ability to determine the course of one’s life, free of coercion from the nefarious powers-that-be. In any case, that was the meaning that first came to my mind. And several of the poems powerfully develop that political facet of the title.
         But what is fascinating about all of the poetic responses to Paul’s prompt is the sheer variety of approaches to those open-ended pronouns, as well as to the syntax of the sentence itself. As I sketched, drafted, and edited the poem, I developed the title to reflect my own philosophical, aesthetic, and cognitive concerns. And writing it was satisfying in unexpected ways.
         So thank you, Paul, for the invitation to participate in a project that has brought me much pleasure, in both the writing of my poem and the enjoyment of reading the other poets’ responses to the title.


Camille Martin

Trains & poetry were meant to be (fall readings)


I have a great fall lineup of readings, starting with Grey Borders in St. Catharines, Ontario, on Friday, September 23 – two weeks from today.

I’ll be reading with Shannon Maguire, Aisha Sasha John, and Zorras Multimedia Troupe—a treat to be reading with these terrific poets! And many thanks to Eric Schmaltz and the Niagara Artist Centre for making this event happen.

Then on to Toronto, Ottawa, Kingston, Washington DC, and New York.

I’ll have copies of Codes of Public Sleep and Sonnets at each stop on the tours, but if you’d like to get a copy now, just go to my website, which lists clickable vendors for these books.

I’m doing all these trips by VIA Rail and Amtrak. There’s nothing better for writing than a window seat on a train . . .


Camille Martin

The return of the rogue . . .

More posts arriving soon, including samples from poetry books that have taken off the top of my head lately.

Meanwhile, please have a look at my newly spruced-up website—it’s leaner and cleaner and easier to navigate:

http://www.camillemartin.ca

Enjoy the perusing. Comments welcome!

In other news, I recently completed a new collection of poems, “Looms.” I used the Toronto New School of Writing‘s Manuscript Midwives program and went through intensive and gratifying editing sessions with poet Phil Hall, who has an uncanny ability to figure out what you want to do and help you do it better. I’m excited about this new manuscript, which is getting encouraging feedback from poet friends who’ve read the manuscript and heard my readings from it, most recently at AvantGarden.

And onward to a new poetry manuscript with the working title “Cambrian Blues.”

Cheers!

 


 

Camille Martin

Camille Martin, Beatriz Hausner, and Claire Lacey at AvantGarden (Toronto)

Please join Beatriz Hausner, Claire Lacey, and me next Tuesday, June 7, for our AvantGarden reading at The Ossington (Toronto).

I’ll read never-before-aired poems from my new manuscript “Looms.” Copies of my recently-published Sonnets (Shearsman Books, 2010) will be available for purchase.

A big thanks to hosts Liz Howard and Shannon Maguire!

Time: Tuesday, June 7, 6:30 pm—9:30 pm
Location: The Ossington (61 Ossington Avenue, Toronto)

Beatriz Hausner’s (Toronto, ON) poetry is rooted in the legacy of international surrealism, especially its Spanish American expression. Hausner’s extensive work as a translator has focused on the writers of that literature, including Rosamel del Valle, Enrique Molina, Olga Orozco, César Moro, the poets of Mandrágora, among many others. Hausner’s work has been anthologized and published in journals both in Canada and internationally, in French, Spanish and Portuguese translation. Recent publications of her poetry include: The Wardrobe Mistress (2003), Towards the Ideal Man Poems (2003), The Stitched Heart (2004), The Archival Stone (2005) and Sew Him Up (2010). Hausner is one of the publishers of Quattro Books (www.quattrobooks.ca). She works as a public librarian in Toronto.

Camille Martin, a Toronto poet, is the author of three books of poetry: Sonnets, Codes of Public Sleep, and Sesame Kiosk. Her work has been widely and internationally published in journals and translated into Spanish and German. Her current works in progress are “Looms,” a collection of layered narratives, and “The Evangeline Papers,” a poetic sequence based on her Cajun/Acadian heritage.

Claire Lacey blogs as poetactics. Claire studied English language and literature at Glendon College then headed west to cause a ruckus as a patagrad at the University of Calgary, where she writes poetry about linguistics and birds and bridges. Claire spent the last year working as writer-in-residence at a Calgary high school to convince students that poetry isn’t boring. Claire is poetry editor of Dandelion magazine.


 


 

Camille Martin

Influencied!

photo: rob mclennan


I’ve been Influencied! Last Wednesday, Sonnets was the focus of Margaret Christakos’ Influency class at the University of Toronto’s School of Continuing Education. After Margaret’s warm-up introduction, students read reflections on the book and rob mclennan gave a talk about it (which can be read here). I read from the book (and from my manuscript “Looms”) and then there was a general discussion.

What a brilliant idea, this class! In a few weeks, I’ll be on the other side of the magnifying glass as I give a talk on Kaie Kellough’s Maple Leaf Rag. I’m especially looking forward to hearing Kaie again. I read with him in Montreal a couple of years ago—he’s a mind-blowing performer!

 


 

Camille Martin

Sonnets “torqued high”


Check out this new and excellent review of Sonnets by Marianne Villanueva in Galatea Resurrects #16.

Villanueva’s take: Sonnets is “rigorous and uncompromising . . . intellectually fearsome . . . torqued high.”

Click here for links to distributors that carry Sonnets.

 


 

Camille Martin

Gimme! (for National Poetry Month)

Gimme, one of my ransom note collages, is featured today on the National Poetry Month website, curated by Amanda Earl. This year, the focus is on visual poetry. Every day, an image by a different visual poet will be uploaded on her site.

Here’s a peek:

Click here to see the whole paean to greed.

 


 

Camille Martin

Camille Martin, Paul Vermeersch, and Jonathan Bennett at the Pivot


If you’re in Toronto on Wednesday, April 20, come to the Pivot Series to hear me read along with Paul Vermeersch and Jonathan Bennett.

I’ll read a little from Sonnets but mostly new stuff from two books in progress, Looms and The Evangeline Papers.

It’s my first reading in T-dot in over a year . . . please come!

Camille Martin (Sonnets)
Jonathan Bennett (Civil and Civic)
Paul Vermeersch (The Reinvention of the Human Hand)

The Pivot Reading Series
The Press Club
850 Dundas Street W.
8 PM
PYWC

 


 

Camille Martin

Influency 10: A Toronto Poetry Salon (starts April 6!)

I’m excited that Margaret Christakos has invited me to participate in Influency 10: A Toronto Poetry Salon, a lecture-reading series at the University of Toronto School of Continuing Education.

It starts soon, so if you’re interested, click here to register through the University of Toronto School of Continuing Education.

Here’s the schedule:

April 6 opening evening (For MC and registrants)

April 13 rob mcclennan speaking on Camille Martin’s Sonnets

April 20 Daniel Scott Tysdal speaking on Larissa Lai’s Automaton Biographies

April 27 Larissa Lai speaking on Mark Truscott’s Nature

May 4 Mark Truscott on Daniel Scott Tysdal’s The Mourner’s Book of Albums

May 11 Camille Martin speaking on Kaie Kellough’s Maple Leaf Rag

May 18 Kaie Kellough speaking on rob mcclennan’s Wild Horses

May 25
A combined evening at a venue not on U of T campus, also open to public (for a door fee).
Rachel Zolf on Erin Moure’s Pillage Laud AND Erin Moure on Rachel Zolf’s Neighbour Procedure

No class June 1

June 8 Final potluck and Student Intertexts on Influency 9 authors and books (important! please attend!)

Classes are facilitated by Margaret Christakos.

Influency 10: A Toronto Poetry Salon
April 6- June 8 2011 (no class June 1)
Wednesday evenings, 7-9:30 pm (we begin promptly at 7:05 and make every effort to end by 9:30; some classes may extend to 10pm).

For readers and writers alike. A powerful way to reconnect with poetry, to build bridges into the contemporary poetry scene, and to deepen critical engagement with poetry. Many writers and literature buffs attend this course; the class is equally welcoming to people with a beginner’s level of experience with reading poetry. Adults from 18-1000 years welcome. Approximately half the registrants in any given session have taken previous sessions of the class; and each session we welcome newcomers. The course may count towards a certificate in creative writing, or be taken for pleasure. Registrants compose readerly critical responses to books weekly, and write a final “Intertext” reflecting on two or more of the books studied, for presentation. Registrants also take turns in small groups introducing guests and bringing along snacks and non-alcoholic beverages to produce a congenial social environment for each evening.

Influency: A Toronto Poetry Salon has run twice annually from Fall 2006. In each session, 8 accomplished poets working in distinctive styles will appear as both guest readers and peer critics in this unique lecture-reading series hosted by Margaret Christakos. Each poet’s critique of a colleague’s work will be followed with a reading by the poet under discussion. A group discussion led by Christakos will follow. Students will accumulate critical vocabulary to discuss more fluently the divergences of approach, motive, process and product typical of Toronto’s multitraditional literary culture. The 8-book package under discussion will be available in class for $130. Register a week prior to course beginning if possible to facilitate smooth running of a complex course! Note this spring’s session is 9 in-class meetings, with an extended evening on May 25 at an off-campus location.

The course has also spawned a fledgling online magazine called http://www.influencysalon.ca; please visit to see some of the essays and responses presented at some of our earlier classes.

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For more info and registration, click here to visit the website of the University of Toronto School of Continuing Studies.

Location: Rm 108, St George Campus Health Sciences Building, University of Toronto (one block west of University, south side of College St. Queen’s Park subway station at College and University)

Course number 1777 – 010
Register at http://www.learn.utoronto.ca
University of Toronto School of Continuing Studies Creative Writing program. No prerequisite.

Course $249 plus $130 book fee (8 poetry books). Fee is paid at first class by personal cheque or cash.

 


 

Camille Martin

Sonnet Workshop at TNSOW!

Less than two weeks before my five-week Sonnet Workshop begins! Here’s the info:

Sonnet Workshop (Mar 15 – Apr 12, 2011)
Instructor: Camille Martin

Duration: 5 weeks (Tuesdays), 15 March – 12 April 2011, 6:30 – 8:30pm

Capacity: 12 students

Combining a historical overview of the sonnet form (or as Anselm Hollo once called it, the sonnet state of mind) with creative writing assignments, this course offers students the opportunity to experience the sonnet as a traditional and experimental network of possibilities.

Through a series of Reading/Writing sessions focused around various “sonnet-inspired models,” participants will deepen their appreciation of the evolution of the sonnet across history as well as generate their own sonnets, investigating relationships between the rubrics of tradition and form and content and meaning, while continuing the momentum of the “little song’s” enduring popularity.

Required Texts: Sonnets by Camille Martin, as well as a selection of readings that will be provided.

Click here to register for the class at the TNSOW website.

 


 

Camille Martin

The More The Merrier


Please tune in on Saturday, January 22 from 1 – 2 pm EST to CIUT 89.4 FM or listen live at http://cuit.fm

I’m excited to be reading on Donna G’s radio show, The More The Merrier, along with three other guest writers: Adam Seelig, Souvankham Thammavongsa, and Daniel Tysdal.

I’ll read from Sonnets and something from my new manuscript, Looms, maybe the one about mockingbirds announcing the arrival of hominids, or the one about the slug-fest inside Robin’s head, or the one with the “slicker lunacy” refrain . . .

The Street Names of Toronto

So that Rogue Embryo isn’t completely idle during the break, I’m posting three poems from Sonnets, originally published in The Literary Review of Canada—I hope you enjoy this holiday holding pattern.

And please stay tuned in the new year for more reviews, poetry collages, whatnot . . .

the street names of toronto

i.
a great benefactor, you planted more fruit trees
in the aftermath of your tragic death than during
your expansive life. you discovered gold
and had music piped in. and then your name lost an “e”
in a fencing accident. in 1927 you opened the university
of the difficulties of the poor, who danced
a minuet of sublimation rather than eat their soggy
sustenance. armed with pitchforks and other farm implements,
a feed mill and an amusement park managed to survive
your last act as lieutenant governor. we seek you,
great benefactor. although you can still be spotted underwater
or strolling through hollows, you are an unsuitable
subject for the queen. the hurons killed and ate you,
and now you are a street.


ii.
you were a brewer and a faithful methodist. prejudiced
against trees, you imported some of your prize bushes
from a brickyard in scotland. though considered ineffective,
you dreamed of living in a real castle
with thirty bathrooms and ornamental lakes
for the ponies. during the rosedale croquet riots,
the house of lords burned your effigy
at their clubhouse. after hanging the rebels,
you rebuilt your tavern and outlived all your accusers.
eventually your debts drove you to selling candy floss
in public dance halls and lunatic asylums. you left
instructions for your heart to be tucked away
in a place with no alcoholic beverages,
and now you are a street.


iii.
you had the checkered early history
of an anointed bishop who ate french fries
in paper cones and snowflake donuts
on the side. you traded blankets for fishhooks
and carried people, mail, and goods to rousing
camp meetings, despite a good deal of ill feeling.
after you sold most of your land, your name
was often misspelled. in spite of your emotionally
disturbed outlook, you moved to york
at 600 feet per hour and set up a shop that will soon
be razed. in a streak of good fortune, you were knighted
for introducing showgirls and rhubarb to the area.
then dynamite exploded in your face,
and now you are a street.

 


 

Camille Martin