I’ve been fiddling with a free video app to try and share my work. The results may not be effective – and are definitely far from perfect. But hey, without a budget and much experience, whatever comes out of the exercise will have to suffice for now.
I’ve created a playlist that should have more as I go along. It’s on YouTube. Care to subscribe? I won’t get anything out of this. Hahaha. Not by a long shot.
The playlist should be updated automatically as I add more videos.
| Dear Schooner Newsletter Readers, Exciting news! We are officially back on schedule. During these last few months, as we’ve reformulated the look of the newsletter and updated how we go about bringing it to life, one thing has remained constant… we’ve given you a sampling of intriguing new poetry book releases from every single calendar month. We’re excited to be bringing you, before May comes to an end, a list of fifteen excellent May releases that we think are worth checking out. Enjoy! And, as always, please feel free to send any questions or comments to schooner.litmag@gmail.com! Best,The Schooner Newsletter Team |
 Jim Pascual Agustin‘s Bloodred Dragonflies, translated from the Filipino by the author, is out this month from Deep South. Click here to read an interview with Agustin critiquing United States-based publishers for failing to put out global titles and click here to listen to Agustin read his poem “The Breath of Sparrows” on the Dr. Ahmed’s Poetry Reading Hub YouTube channel. |
You try to take a snapshot of the fog and the trees outside and the glass partly catches the reflection of what’s inside. What you thought might be a ghostly scene now feels like something else less expected. https://www.instagram.com/p/CdMMCHTsQR1/?igshid=MDJmNzVkMjY=
I wrote this poem many years ago. I thought I was finished with it. Then Robert Berold of Deep South Books worked on it again with me. So a new version was born and included in Bloodred Dragonflies. We’re launching the book on 3 May 2022 at 7pm at The Book Shoppe, 3 Arts Village, Plumstead, Cape Town.
I can take orders from South African readers or they can order the book through their local book shops. In the Philippines the book will be released by San Anselmo Publications – contact them on their Facebook page. International orders and the Ebook version are available through the African Books Collective Website.
I hope to have more readings in the coming weeks/months…
Here is the reborn version of The Sound Before Water which you can also listen to on Soundcloud.
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Will you be in Cape Town next week? Join us for the launch of #BloodredDragonflies!
With the launch of BLOODRED DRAGONFLIES this coming Tuesday, 3 May 2022, I’ve been forced to get out of my cave a little. Bit by bit. That means trying to play with things I can send out to the world that may interest someone, anyone, who likes poetry – whatever their idea of poetry is.
I’ve made a short video. I did a few many years ago – crude and amateurish each of them, all done with free software and my ignorance of what can be done (or should not be done!) being the starting point.
I don’t know if I’ll make more after this one. So tell me what you think. Please.
Coming out of the shadows to introduce a new paper child to the world in the next few days (Cape Town for now!). Wondering who will be in the audience.
3 May with The Red Wheelbarrow at The Book Shoppe in Plumstead.
16 May with Off the Wall Poetry at A Touch of Madness Restaurant in Observatory.
May mga kamay. May mga bulsa. May mga nambubugbog. May mga nanininghot. May mga pumapatay. May mga lumulustay. May mga anak na hindi malayo sa anino ng mga ama. May mahilig. May mahilig lumimot.
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In less than a month, if all goes well, a new paper child will be born. It will be launched in less than a month here in South Africa, in a book shop in Plumstead (details in a separate announcement soon). And then I will present it to a another audience in a function room of a restaurant in Observatory later. A library has so far indicated interest in hosting me. I’m also trying to get support from other institutions (can’t name any until confirmed).
Dear friends, even as we all know that so many disturbing things are happening in this and in different parts of the world, some good things also burst forth to surprise us, giving us a most stubborn hope that each day is not just a challenge, but also a gift.
To be able to share what gives us meaning with the people we know and love, with people who start out as strangers and end up as friends – or at least as someone less distant – is the joy of the journey, though solitary it may have been when it began.
Please welcome my new paper child.
UPDATE…
The book is published by Deep South, run by Robert Berold (https://www.facebook.com/deepsouthpublishingco).
Here is the Goodreads page for the book https://www.goodreads.com/…/60759779-bloodred-dragonflies. Pre-orders for SA readers through me for now… the first launch is on Tuesday 3 May at The Book Shoppe (https://www.facebook.com/TheBookShoppeCT).
Ebook version available in a few weeks via the African Books Collective (https://www.facebook.com/AfricanBooksCollective).
Hard copies to be released later in the year in the Philippines via San Anselmo Publications (https://www.facebook.com/sananselmopress)
Please share this post with your friends and family who might like poetry – or those who might hate poetry and surprise themselves at being converted. Haha.
Here are two samples from the book…
The Way a Heart Ricochets
The call of a guinea fowl
in the late hours, a wheel
on an axle that needs oiling,
spun by the wind or a hand
that remains unseen.
Things you never touched
now seem near and distant
at the same time.
-o-
The Path of the Wind
I have seen days when the wind
weighs so heavy on trees, they bend
close to breaking. A limb
with the greenest leaves
or weakened by age would have to give in.
The trunk may have to learn a new angle
sunward. Less apparent is the path
the wind must make. It has to unravel,
splitting itself into countless strands
to navigate between each leaf, each branch.
-o-
Matangmanok 