Image: Judy Meuschke On March 2nd, the Arts Research Center is thrilled to collaborate with the English Department and the UC Berkeley Lunch Poems series to bring poet Claire Hong to campus for a reading and public craft talk, in conversation with ARC Director Beth Piatote. The reading will be held at noon in Morrison […]
by Marisa Lin, October 6, 2022 Fall 2022 Poetry Reading and Craft Talk, held on October 6th 2022 (event info here). The full recording of the event is available for viewing on our YouTube channel, here. The Land Remembers: The Memory Field by Jake Skeets “The landscape is associated with memory,” said Jake Skeets in his October craft […]
Review: Fall 2021 Poetry Fellows Reading, held December 8th 2021.
By Menat Allah El Attma (Feb 2022).
Say: I read your poem
I read your poem to be close to you.
Review: Camille Dungy & Ross Gay: Black Nature, Poetry, & Coexistence, in conversation with Aya de León and Maurya Kerr. Reading and conversation held October 20, 2021.
Process notes for Heliotrope (manuscript in progress)
This year I gave up the idea of maps. Otherwise known as the net cast over the body of the earth for conquest.
When approaching this idea of coexistence, I found my thoughts being magnetized towards nature. Ecological doom. Water wars. Resource scarcity/ hoarding. Anthropocentrism at its finest. After being in cohort with folks and after being given some space to pick through the ways coexistence exists…I started thinking about horror.
The word coexistence has a spatial component, and implies the sharing of space or cohabitation within overlapping territories; it also has a temporal dimension, suggesting simultaneous presence with others in the same moment in time.
What happens when those same people cling to the idea of forgiveness in order for them to sleep at night? They forgave to forget. And they expect me to do the same. I have. But they give themselves the power to forgive people who are unforgivable.
As a writer, my life straddles a basic division – I’ve often found myself attempting to translate experiences I had in a different part of the world, and more tellingly, in a different language.
