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“Thirty-Six Weeks” by Emily R. Grosholz
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ChildhoodRinged like a tree or planet, I’ve begun
To feel encompassing,
And so must seem to my inhabitant
Who wakes and sleeps in me, and has his being,
Who’d like to go out walking after supper
Although he never leaves the dining room,
Timid, insouciant, dancing on the ceiling.

I’m his roof, his walls, his musty cellar
Lined with untapped bottles of blue wine.
His beach, his seashell combers
Tuned to the minor tides of my placenta,
Wound in the single chamber of my whorl.
His park, a veiny meadow
Plumped and watered for his ruminations,
A friendly climate, sun and rain combined
In one warm season underneath my heart.

Beyond my infinite dark sphere of flesh
And fluid, he can hear two voices talking:
His mother’s alto and his father’s tenor
Aligned in conversation.
Two distant voices, singing beyond the pillars
Of his archaic mediterranean,
Reminding him to dream
The emerald outness of a brave new world.

Sail, little craft, at your appointed hour,
Your head the prow, your lungs the sails
And engine, belly the sea-worthy hold,
And see me face to face:
No world, no palace, no Egyptian goddess
Starred over heaven’s poles,
Only your pale, impatient, opened mother
Reaching to touch you after the long wait.

Only one of two, beside your father,
Speaking a language soon to be your own.
And strangely, brightly clouding out behind us,
At last you’ll recognize
The greater earth you used to take me for,
Ocean of air and orbit of the skies.

-Emily R. Grosholz,
Childhood
(Accents Publishing)

Childhood contains illustrations by Lucy Vines.


“Putting on the Ritz” by Emily R. Grosholz
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ChildhoodAfter a long, cool winter,
At last in May a suite
Of warm days wakes the sleepers.

One covered from crown to root
In thick crepe skirtlets stops
Me, back from hibernation:

Loveliest of trees,
Big as the Ritz’s balletic
Vases charged with bloom.

Not bought, not concocted,
Only improbably real.
Why am I not surprised?

My hair is snowed with silver,
Evidence how little room
Fifty springs allow.

And yet midwinter someone
Burst to life inside me,
And lately started dancing.

Just so improbably
Snow hung along the branches
Changed suddenly to flowers.

-Emily R. Grosholz,
Childhood
(Accents Publishing)

Childhood contains illustrations by Lucy Vines.


Author Update: Emily R. Grosholz
Author Update,
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Emily R. Grosholz is teaching a seminar called “Poetry, Time and Space” at Writing the Rockies in July.

Writing the Rockies is an intensive creative writing retreat at Western State Colorado University from July 22-July 26. Emily’s three-day seminar will look over “Cosmologies” (such as a Platonic, Biblical, Copernican) in order to investigate the relationship between time and space in the work of such poets as Chaucer, Marlowe, Spenser, Dryden, and others.

For more information, you can download this PDF from the Western State website.

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“Listening” by Emily R. Grosholz
poem


Childhood

Words in my ear, and someone still unseen
Not yet quite viable, but quietly
Astir inside my body;

Not yet quite named, and yet
I weave a birthplace for him out of words.

Part of the world persists
Distinct from what we say, but part will stay
Only if we keep talking: only speech
Can re-create the gardens of the world.

Not the rose itself,
But the School of Night assembled at its side
Arguing, praising, whom we now recall.

A rose can sow its seed
Alone, but poets need their auditors
And mothers need their language for a cradle.

My son still on his stalk
Rides between the silence of the flowers
And conversation offered by his parents,
Wise and foolish talk, to draw him out.

-Emily R. Grosholz,
Childhood
(Accents Publishing)

Childhood contains illustrations by Lucy Vines.


2014—The Poets
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Yesterday we went over the books we published in 2014.
Today, we’ll take a look at the poets behind those books.


Lori A. MayLori A. May writes across the genres, road-trips half the year, and drinks copious amounts of coffee. Her writing has appeared in publications such as The Atlantic, Writer’s DigestBrevityMidwestern Gothic, and The Writer. Her editorial roles have included working with Kaylie Jones Books (an imprint of Akashic Books), Creative Nonfiction, and other independent presses. She is also the founding editor of Poets’ Quarterly. Lori is a graduate of the Wilkes University MFA program, where she was awarded the Norris Church Mailer Fellowship. She teaches in the University of King’s College creative nonfiction MFA program and is a frequent guest speaker at writing conferences and residencies across North America. Visit her website at www.LoriAMay.com.

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An Interview with Emily R. Grosholz
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emily_grosholz_smChildhood has been described as a collection of poems about children and parents, including childbirth and adoption. What draws you to these themes?

In an earlier book, Eden, I wrote some poems about the birth and infancy of my first child, who was born 25 years ago, and that led me to revisit my own childhood. This was uncharted territory for me: I didn’t know any poems in the English canon that dealt with pregnancy and nursing a baby, or with fathers and babysitters. The physical aspects of nurturing a baby, and the social aspects of sharing the tasks of parenthood, seemed fascinating to me, and worthy of a poet’s reflections. Later, we adopted our second son, and as a kind of late surprise, I gave birth to our third son and we adopted our daughter a few weeks later. At that point, I became even more interested in the texture and quality of the life of small children: how they begin to talk, how they discover friends, how they learn to make music and play sports, how they get ready to fly away. In this endeavor, I found more precedents and inspiration: Maxine Kumin, Anne Sexton, Galway Kinnell, Yves Bonnefoy, Anne Stevenson, Richard Wilbur. My children were the main inspiration, but in writing about what they helped me see, I was also trying to discern the universal aspects of childhood, the experience of all children as they grow into language and the world.

 A percentage of the sale of each book goes to an organization that supports children worldwide. Tell us more.

I’d been thinking about collecting some of my poems about childhood. During the first few months when I held my oldest child in my arms, I often thought of other children with no parents, or with parents who loved them but couldn’t protect them from poverty or illness. So I started supporting organizations like UNICEF. About twelve years ago, an undergraduate student of mine at Penn State, Ashley Waddell, persuaded me to teach a course on “Children and Social Justice,” where we read not only philosophy texts but also sociological accounts of the global status of children, focusing on the tension between their right to go to school and their obligation to work so their families can survive. We also read about street children; Ashley worked with an organization in the Dominican Republic that tried valiantly to care for street children. (She went on to law school and has worked tirelessly for human rights ever since graduating; this year she and her husband welcomed their first daughter!) But from our reading and from first-hand testimony, we came to the conclusion that children who don’t have at least one adult parent or care-giver usually die before they reach adulthood: the younger generation needs the love and wisdom of the older generation to survive. So my commitment to supporting a children’s humanitarian organization intensified. I am happy to see that our pre-launch sales have already gone to support the welfare of children worldwide with a donation to UNICEF.

lucy vinesTell us about the lovely artwork accompanying the poems. How did you match the poetry with the drawings?

This past year, there was a happy coincidence. I had admired the drawings of mothers and children by my friend in Paris, Lucy Vines, for many years; one of them in particular struck me as the image I’d like to see on the cover of this imagined book. I saw Lucy last March, we talked again about the project, and she at last agreed that we could create the book together. The alternation of poems and images expresses some of the correspondences we found. Just afterwards, thanks to Philip White and Lisa Williams at Centre College, I discovered the books of Accents Publishing, and thought this press would be just right for the project. And it was! Lucy thought so too: she found the production of the book quite beautiful.

grosholz_v05-12Who should read this book?

People who have just become parents, or who have just become grandparents, or who have just become empty-nesters. People who lovingly raised other people’s children and grandchildren. People who prefer poetry in meter and rhyme (slant rhyme), no matter what it’s about, or who like the interplay of Anglo-Saxon and Norman French and Latin words in a poem, or who enjoy contemplating the exchange between images and poems that speak to each other. People who worry about the 140 million orphaned or abandoned children in the world, and hope to help a little (like me). People who like to travel with their children. People who like to stay home with their children. And storks, since they carry so many babies! Oh, wait, storks can’t read. Well, maybe Sandra Boynton’s storks and hippotenuses and udderly cows and good gnus, who entertain so many children (and me) and are clearly literate since they make puns. My poems are also not without puns. In fact, thanks to my father, I can hardly talk for five minutes without making a pun. Thanks to my mother, I love babies and have enough patience to construct a metrical line.

What do you wish for all the children of the world?

What we all wish for: happiness. Here are some requirements for happiness. Grown-ups who love and take care of you so that you can think and play, and who also teach you about conflict and spark your anger in ways that make sense, so that you can grow up. Food and shelter and protection against violence. A good education that results in a love of books. Compassion. Friends. (You can’t make friends without compassion.) Chocolate. Garlic. Good medical care. Bright red mittens. A sense of humor, because no matter what we do, the world will always be intermittently terrible. And hope, because most of the time, after things are awful, they improve and sometimes even turn out to be wonderful.  You can never tell.


“Eden” by Emily R. Grosholz
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grosholz_v05-12In lurid cartoon colors, the big baby
Dinosaur steps backwards under the shadow
Of an approaching tyrannosaurus rex.
“His mommy going to fix it,” you remark,
Serenely anxious, hoping for the best.

After the big explosion, after the lights
Go down inside the house and up the street,
We rush outdoors to find a squirrel stopped
In straws of half-gnawed cable. I explain,
Trying to fit the facts, “The squirrel is dead.”

No, you explain it otherwise to me.
“He’s sleeping. And his mommy going to come.”
Later, when the squirrel has been removed,
“His mommy fix him,” you assert, insisting
On the right to know what you believe.

The world is truly full of fabulous
Great and curious small inhabitants,
And you’re the freshly minted, unashamed
Adam in this garden. You preside,
Appreciate, and judge our proper names.

Like God, I brought you here.
Like God, I seem to be omnipotent,
Mostly helpful, sometimes angry as hell.
I fix whatever minor faults arise
With band-aids, batteries, masking tape, and pills.

But I am powerless, as you must know,
To chase the serpent sliding in the grass,
Or the tall angel with the flaming sword
Who scares you when he rises suddenly
Behind the gates of sunset.

-Emily R. Grosholz,
Childhood (Accents Publishing

On Childhood:

“These eloquent, edgy poems write of youth and parenting in powerful ways[…]”

-Eavon Boland

“[…]It is a joy to see these luminous and loving poems gathered into one richly expressive volume.”

-Dana Gioia

Childhood by Emily Grosholz reminds me of how delightful, invigorating, and at the same time humbling my experience of parenthood was[…]”

-Tadatoshi Akiba

Childhood contains illustrations by Lucy Vines.


Accents Pushcart Nominations for 2014
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Accents has nominated the following poems for the Pushcart Prize. You may click on “Place Settings”, “plague”, or “How a Teacher Prepares for an Open House” to read the poems; you may also click on the author’s name to visit his or her website.


Childhood by Emily R. Grosholz, & Lucy Vines
Book Release,
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ChildhoodAccents is proud to announce our first illustrated book, Childhood, written by accomplished poet Emily R. Grosholz with drawings by the Parisian artist Lucy Vines.

Childhood is a heartwarming collection about childbirth and adoption, about children and parents; and a fixed percentage of sales will go to an international nonprofit organization that works to protect and encourage children worldwide by providing food and water, medical attention, shelter from violence, and education. (Click here for more information.)

What others are saying about Childhood and Emily R. Grosholz:

These eloquent, edgy poems write of youth and parenting in powerful ways. They also go well beyond that, in addressing childhood as revelation […]

Eavon Boland,
Professor of English, Stanford University

 

Emily Grosholz is a singular presence in American letters—a poet-philosopher whose brilliant verse on science, mathematics and ideas has been justly praised.

Dana Gioia,
Past Director, National Endowment for the Arts

Childhood by Emily Grosholz reminds me of how delightful, invigorating, and at the same time humbling my experience of parenthood was.

Tadatoshi Akiba,
Past President, Mayors for Peace

Childhood will be available October 15th, 2014 and is currently available for pre-order from the Accents Store.

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