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Saturday, August 19, 2017
Friday, August 18, 2017
Ghazals 1-59 and Other Poems by Shelia E. Murphy and Michelle Greenblatt
Ghazals 1-59 and Other Poems
By Sheila E. Murphy and Michelle
Greenblatt
Published by Unlikely Books, New
Orleans, Louisiana
Review by Judy Katz-Levine
Review by Judy Katz-Levine
In this astonishing collaboration by
the living poet Sheila E. Murphy and the deceased poet Michelle
Greenblatt who suffered from fibromyalgia, a disease which did not
keep her from writing with great passion, the formal structure of the
ghazal, a signature of Sufi poets such as Rumi, is reinvented and
brought to a contemporary American understanding.
The ghazal form was is as structured as
a sonnet, and was often written during the 13th to 16th centuries in
the Timurid empire by Sufi mystics.Traditionally, it is known to be
composed of couplets between 12 and 15 lines. Murphy and Greenblatt
create an alternative form of fifteen couplets per ghazal. While the
first two lines of a traditional ghazal end in the same word, every
other subsequent line ending in the same word as well, Murphy and
Greenblatt play on repetition by taking turns in writing inventive
couplets, and therein lies their interplay of form and repetitiion.
The similarity between the Sufi ghazals of poets such as Rumi, Hafiz
and Navoiy and these experimental longer explorative ghazals by
Sheila Murphy and Michelle Greenblatt is one of passion. While the
ghazals of Navoiy for example focus on the depth of love for the
beloved even when scorned, elevating that to a metaphor for the
divine, Murphy and Greenblatt translate that love into a passion for
language, the surprise turns of language and image, the light of
cognitive play. While Rumi for example would be closer to Lorca in
feeling, the cognitive light given to these seamlessly woven couplets
of Murphy and Greenblatt do more often reflect the passion of
Shakespeare for cognitive delight in the movement of human insight.
One also thinks of contemporary avant garde classical music, such as
the works of John Cage in “Ocean Of Sound” or the composition of
Morton Subotnick, “Silver Apples Of The Moon”.
Here is an example of the astonishing
delight and surprise turns of image and thought manifested in Ghazals
1-59:
This quote is from Ghazal Seventeen:
“Look for the wind to gather you from
port to prominence;
Landscape’s a deception so keep your
camera ready.
The handwriting still runs across the
page as if
Electric shock were prompting lines
from the beyond.
Staccato overtime remainders figs and
salt
Scattered on the late the waves of song
rise and fall.”
The sheer inventiveness in language
manifested in these 59 ghazals is highly unusual in contemporary
poetry, despite our love for non-rhymed forms and discursive
narratives. Murphy and Greenblatt love the element of surprise
especially in image, and the musicality of both poets is so matched
one to another that the true love and passion must be, here, the
working together of these two poets, their intense connection, as
they devoted themselves to this major project of creative leaps.
Here is another couplet which explores existence in contemporary
America and illustrates the highly musical lines and imagistic
surprises of this collaboration:
Here is an excerpt from Ghazal
Thirty-Six
“I owned a mountain full of stony
slopes
And descended to exhume its dark past.
Labor exponentially prepares love
For the stains of eyelight squared upon
roses.
Your code was more elegant than your
word,
More picturesque than ample and not
true.
Scented branches are the first clue of
brushfire
Raging through the vicissitude of
woods.”
Themes of nature are woven with theme
of connection with other humans, and human activities, and there is
only an occasional reference to the problem of violence in
contemporary life. References to Greenblatt’s experiences with
synesthesia are somewhat rare but are manifested in the sensuality of
surprise evident throughout this collection with its multilayered
reliance on sight, hearing, taste, touch, human emotion and
intuition.
This is from ghazal Fifty:
“Simpler than blue, more resonant
than all within the human
Is a color of inexpressible beauty, of
mankind.
Buried in my chest, a weight that
humbles
Crafts unmeasured space, still
lingering.
Premises vanilla as no foreseeable
infection leans
Towards chocolate being a flavor which
many people love,
Under the cropped sun, the horizon
sinks
Into syllables parallel to sky.”
Sheila Murphy and Michelle Greenblatt
can be seen as explorers to a new continent of poetic form, and
inventors supreme of language that pushes the boundaries of our
senses and cognitive lights. This book, a work of great dedication,
which was completed despite the illness of Greenblatt and her battle
with pain and death, is a monument to creative invention in its pure
form. It gives us the ghazal in a reincarnated state that is an
available leap for all who love poetry, ancient and contemporary and
explorative.
Judy Katz-Levine
The Sunday Poet: Melissa Castillo-Garsow
Melissa Castillo-Garsow |
Melissa Castillo-Garsow is a Mexican- American writer, poet and scholar currently completing a postdoctoral fellowship at Harvard University.
This poem is excerpted from her collection, Coatlicue Eats The Apple
From Part IV.
Maiz
He
holds up an ear
caresses
it lovingly
this
is not just a crop
it's
our culture, he says.
60
years of holding kernels
his
hands are not yet tired
red,
white, black, yellow
here
are the ones he loves
the
ones that grow
here.
These are the mestizos
these
are our culture, he says.
Here
they say the first peoples
were
made of Maiz
after
clay after wood made only
ignorance
and destruction.
Maiz
made 4 men/ 4 women
with
wisdom who populated the earth
and
I believe them.
If
people are 98% water
they
must drink water.
We
are maiz. So we eat
tortilla,
tamale, pozole,
huitlacoche.
they
tell him plant something else
they
tell him work for someone else
they
tell him use these hybrids
We
are the most researched people in the world
and
the least understood.
He
doesn't need instruction on
what
has fed for 8,000 years
He
doesn't need US plants
he
has created his criollos
strong
roots that grow in rock shallow soils
and
impossible humidity
His
research is 50 years of knees
and
hands and hearts in his soil
his
land his feet covering
semilla
after semilla watching
them
grow year after year.
Not
the scientist with 150 lands to report on
Not
the gringo stopping by for a 1-day visit
Not
the government who hands out wrong fertilizer
and
corn that can't survive.
Grow
quiet now. Hear that?
Es
el conocimiento de los antepasados.
Grow
quiet. Hear
that.
It's
the experience of 50 years
knee
deep in dirt.
If
you want to help, be quiet now.
They
will bring the answers.
They
will bring you the answers
in
the rich texture of the criollo
the
dark fibre of their soils
full
of stubborn silences
and
occasional roadblocks
and
you can find it in
the
shadows of their women.
The
Aztec had a counterpoint
to
Centeotl, the god of Maiz.
Chicomecoatl
ruled over agriculture.
Before
jade skirts and spiny belts
adorned
the Maya queen of Maiz.
Now
he says he stubborn.
I
say he's pure mestizo Maiz
drawn
from the Maya who jumped
to
their death rather than
be
conquered.
Maybe
that's the way the world works.
Maybe
it's not enough to say
ancestry,
history, cultura, tradiciĆ³n
But
maybe it's enough to stand upright
and
tell the world:
We
grow corn here.
Sunday, August 13, 2017
"Sunday Salon at Sonia." Poetry, Writers and More... September 10, 3-6 pm
"Sunday
Salon at Sonia."
September
10, 3-6 pm
An
afternoon of musicians, poets, writers and more. Intermission
includes refreshments and author book signings. Proceeds benefit
the
Boston National Poetry Month Festival. Participants include:
Beth
Bahia Cohen
(A
master of bowed instruments from around the world, she has performed
with Led Zeppelin, Itzhak Perelman, and Phillip Glass)
Kirk
Etherton *
(Songwriter,
poet, visual artist, free diver, etc., Kirk was recently featured on
WGBH's "All Things Considered.")
Boyah
J. Farah
(Somalian
refugee-turned-writer, his work has been featured in The Guardian,
Salon, National Public Radio, and elsewhere.)
Richard
Hoffman
(Memoirist,
fiction writer and poet, Richard teaches at Emerson and is former
Chair of PEN New England.)
Lucy
Holstedt *
(Berklee
professor and leader of the Women Musicians Network concert; Lucy is
also a poet, composer, and performer.)
Thea
Hopkins
(An
award-winning Americana singer-songwriter-guitarist, her song "Jesus
is on the wire" was recorded by Peter, Paul & Mary.)
Daniel
Hudon
(University
lecturer in Astronomy and Mathematics, his latest book is "Brief
Eulogies for Lost Animals: An Extinction Reader." )
Julian
Meservey
(A
gifted acoustic and electric guitarist, Julian is a graduate of
Cornell and will enter Berklee this Fall.
Ada
Ren
(Prolific
creator of original and enduring things--from poetry and graphic
design to clothing. She is currently at M.I.T.)
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*
On the board of the Boston
National Poetry Month Festival.