Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Clarissa Jakobsons new book: Camille Claudel



This is a stunning book about a remarkable woman and by a remarkable woman. Long known for her work with the art of the book, Clarissa Jakobsons brings together her talents as a poet, artist, and designer here in a tribute to the now famous French sculptor Camille Claudel (1864-1943). At age 18, Camille served as Auguste Rodin’s model, lover, inspiration, and according to Jacobsons “eventually artistic equal.” After Camille’s father died, her mother and brother, poet Paul Claudel, confined her to an asylum for thirty years until her death. Room 16 at the Musée Rodin, in Paris, now displays forty other sculptures.


The Art here displayed here is a mixture of the author’s charcoals and oils, and graphic fragments from Rodin, Claudel.The poems in Camille's voice are often to Rodin and to her family pleading for release from the asylum.Samples:


Maman, I vow on God’s hand never to sketch,
sculpt, or trace a single note. Again, Dr. Brunet
requests your signature for my release. Bent knees
plead forgiveness for these stone sculpting hands.
Send Gloves. Soap!

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Hear the wind
whirl morning song
in a graveyard of trees?
I write with broken bones
on a rusty breastplate.
My sculptures are yours,
You are Rodin, I am Camille.
Where is my name now?

The poems are as haunting as the story of Camille Claudel's life, finding visual and auditory images to capture the pain and yet the urge to create. One needs to see the book in its wholeness to feel the beauty of its sharing.

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Artist - instructor, Clarissa Jakobsons was twice featured poet in Paris, France at “The Shakespeare and Co. Bookstore” and wasa winner at the Akron Art Museum New Words Competition.
She has read and published widely in our area. Five-year Associate Editor of Arsenic Journal.
This 32 page chapbook is available in a limited edition by contacting Jakobsons at clarissalj@windstream.net

Monday, March 6, 2017

"Writing has helped me cope with almost everything in my life"

"Writing has helped me cope with almost everything in my life. Even if I don't give it to the people, I write my prayers. I write my to-do list. It's methodical. I'm constantly writing something down, even if it's just to get it out of me."

"If you don't write it out, it's going to stay inside of you. Forget writing it to publish, or writing it for the people. You have to write for yourself."

--Kisha Nicole Foster 


Monday, February 27, 2017

Thursday, February 23, 2017

Ohio Center for the Book: George Bilgere

The Ohio Center for the Book has been running a long series of feature articles on Ohio writers past and present.
Today's feature is Cleveland's own prizewinning poet George Bilgere.

George Bilgere with Garrison Keillor

--and check out Worldplay with co-hosts George Bilgere and John Donoghue, on WJCU (archive)

Tuesday, February 21, 2017

Walt Whitman's lost novel found!


Before he became America's most famous poet, Walt Whitman tried his hand at fiction.
Three years before publishing his landmark first book of poetry, Leaves of Grass, Walt Whitman anonymously published a short novel: "The Life and Adventures of Jack Engle, an Auto-Biography," which appeared “unsigned, practically unheralded and riddled with typographical errors” in 1852.


The novel-- a novella, really-- came out serialized in six parts in the New York Sunday Dispatch... and disappeared. The only copy still known to exist anywhere is the archive copy in the Library of Congress in Washington.
Until now. Want to read it? The novel has been published for free online by the Walt Whitman Quarterly Review.


Monday, February 6, 2017

Memorial Send Off for Jim Lang 

Tuesday, Feb 14, 7-10

 at Mahall's, 13200 Madison in Lakewood

Jim was always there...watching and listening and documenting the Cleveland poetry scene.
He contributed to so many Bottom Dog Press books by and about Cleveland poets.
 
I am listening to Tony Bennett sing "We Mustn't Say Goodbye" and it begins
"Goodbye, I hate to see you go,
but have a good time.
So long, I'll miss you dear, I know,
but have a good time."
 
 I hope Jim is out there and having a good time. 

 

Cited...

The poet doesn't invent. He listens. ~Jean Cocteau