Virtual Workshop: Publishing Poetry
Presented by The Chang School of Continuing Education Join poets Triny Finlay (Myself a Paperclip), Rob Winger (It Doesn’t Matter What We Meant) and
Presented by The Chang School of Continuing Education
Join poets Triny Finlay (Myself a Paperclip), Rob Winger (It Doesn’t Matter What We Meant) and editor Ross Leckie for an interactive conversation on taking poetry from manuscript to published collection! Register at the link below to claim your FREE spot.
In Myself A Paperclip, Finlay sketches the internal self and the external whir of the psychiatric ward, laying bare its daily rhythms. Memories, musings, echoes, and meditations on stigma coalesce: quarters dispensed into a payphone to listen to the stunned silence of a partner; Splenda packets and rice pudding hoarded in dresser drawers; counting back from ten as electrodes connect with the temple.
Deeply personal and reflective, Myself A Paperclip confronts abuse and experiences with debilitating mental illnesses, therapies, and hospitalizations, all shaped into the remarkable form of a serial long poem.
How does private thinking align with public action? And what might it mean to intend something anyhow? To name our particulars? To translate from the personal to the communal, the pedestrian to the universal? In Rob Winger’s new collection of poetry, such questions are less a circulatory system–heart and lungs and blood–than a ribcage, a structure that protects the parts that matter most. “I’d like to think,” Winger writes, “it doesn’t matter / what we meant.” But is that right? Could it ever be?
Partly an investigation of system versus system error, It Doesn’t Matter What We Meant asks us to own up to our own inherited contexts, our own luck or misfortune, our own ways of moving through each weekday. From meditations on sleepy wind turbines to Voyager 1’s dormant thrusters, from country road culverts to the factory floor’s punch clock, from allied English-to-English folkloric translations to the crumbling limestone of misremembered basements, this is poetry that complicates what it means to live within and beyond the languages, lexicons, and locations around us.
(Sunday) 2:00 pm - 3:00 pm