I am so honored to be featured in the prestigious and relevant anthology, Feminine Rising: Voices of power and Invisibility.
Feminine Rising: Voices of Power and Invisibility brings together international poets and essayists, both award winning and emergent, to answer these questions with raw, honest meditations that speak to women of all races, nationalities, and sexual orientations. It is an anthology of unforgettable stories both humorous and frightening, inspirational and sensual, employing traditional poetry and prose alongside exciting experimental forms. Feminine Rising celebrates women’s differences, while embracing the source of their sameness–the unique experience of womanhood.
My two poems, “DR: La Republica Dominicana” and “A Poem for the Waitresses on First Street” are featured in the book.
I’m so pleased to announce that three of my poems, “Slots,” “Scraping” and “Make a Decision” have been published in Barking Sycamores Literary Magazine Issue 13.
Barking Sycamores is dedicated to neurodivergent literature and its craft. I’m so honored to be a part of this project.
Barking Sycamores Issue 13
This Wednesday, I will be reading my poetry at the estate where my artist residency studio is located. My studio is literally in the carriage house, however I will be reading in the ballroom. This will be quite a change. It’s a good thing I don’t own a ball gown or I might have been inclined to wear one.
Karolina Kurkova sparkles like champagne in this ball gown designed by Rachel Zoe…like I said, good thing I don’t own one or else I would end up wearing it and scaring people away like a lighting bug!
The exhibit evening coordinators call what I’m doing “an ongoing reading of poetry throughout the night.” I better bring some water with me. I’ve never done this before, and I assume people will be strolling in and out perhaps even mid-poem, most likely preferring to meander through visual arts, rather than the invisible sounds I’ll be speaking. This is the biggest reading I’ve ever done in my career. I read at the University where I got my MFA once I finished my thesis which was pretty big, but this reading (in the ballroom) will be my first as a professional, all on my own. It’s exciting and unnerving at once. No longer can things like tardiness, messy hair or even a slight buzz to calm the nerves be excused and acceptable as they are for the rookie graduate student. Now, it’s all me. I’m not a duckling in a graduate program; I’m my own brand, my own entity. Any level of nuisance or pleasantness I emit can either eradicate or encourage future invitations to read. How I read, what I read, how “likeable” I am, determines my fate. There’s pressure building, but I hope the poems will speak for me, and I hope the energy of what once was an up and running ballroom will enliven me. Which poems should I read? Well, I already know. That’s one easy element to this endeavor. I’m going to read the ones I know people like, ones I’ve read before. Wednesday evening won’t be a time to experiment or push “social issues” buttons. I’m pulling out my shiniest gems to show how much I’m really worth. (Well, maybe there will be room for one or two experimental pieces…)
Every single time I send out a poetry submission to a literary journal or magazine, I encounter a conflict of thoughts, “Why did I send that third poem?! It sucks!” or “Did I sound too cocky on my cover letter?” or “Did I not sound professional enough?” “Why did I even bother wasting time on this journal?! It’s way out of my league!”
Basically, it’s a mental show, and it can, has and probably will again drive me crazy. However, when I do get a poem accepted for publication it is like hitting a personal record during a race, and I think, “I did it!”
“Old Cutler Waterhole” by Nicole Hospital-Medina (aka productiveprofessor) is now up and ready to be read in Canyon Voices Literary Magazine. Simply look into the Poetry section. My poem is the third poem in the section. It is on page 59, surrounded by talented fellow writers’ works. I am deeply honored.
You can read the issue here, Canyon Voices Literary Magazine, Issue 10, Fall 2014.
Enjoy a preview of the issue below:
What a great cover right?!
I’m in there; I swear! 😉 See my poem, Old Cutler Waterhole, in the POETRY section.
Click here to read poem (pg. 59) and entire issue. It’s a super pleasant online setup for reading. Even the turning of pages makes little paper sounds. It adds warmth to the read somehow.
I’m a jack of many trades. I’m a prism of personalities. An aficionado of all the challenges I’ve faced as as well as the ones coming. At my most primitive level, I am a survivor.
Though I carry the personal traits with pride (well, I’ll be honest, because being a survivor can also carry connotations of unsophistication, sometimes it makes me feel insecure), as a writer always hearing about “the writer’s voice,” I wonder and worry about the writer with “many voices.”
I’ve self published my piece, Tangled Up in Selves, on my two blogs, this one and Pink Curlers & Post Scripts, seeking answers and others’ thoughts without luck. The essay has now been published by Ezine, which I have convinced myself means it has some relevancy. So, I’m still hunting for some feedback on this concept of the writer with many voices.
You can view the article on Ezine. To view click here, EZINE.
Feedback is warmly welcome!!