Do You See?
A very quick post about all that is happening in my life right now. Personal. Yes, you got it.
Till the end of July I am at Skidmore College’s 2011 NYS Summer Writers Institute on a scholarship for Poetry, working with poets Campbell McGrath, Carolyn Forché and Peg Boyers. It’s been great so far and I’d perhaps write a little more later about what I felt was getting done to poetry here, mine as well as others’.
My MFA Poetry is in the works. Finished all my coursework from Rutgers University-Camden, NJ.
What next? Going back to Hyderabad, my current hometown in India. Leaving on July 30 to land on Aug 1. Any job I have? Not right away. Don’t want any nine-to-five job. Writing, communication/editorial consultancy, unwinding with reading — that should be my desired job profile.
Spending time with my family that I missed for almost a year is another agenda. I did visit home last December. My father’s death on Dec. 20 (just 2 days ahead of our meeting) changed a great deal of things for me. I’m still a little irritable, generous, impatient and gregarious — if somewhat irreparable. Broken somewhere.
But I still love fish, owls, spiders, pebbles (as body art or jewelry too!) and love wondering what happens to space at a given time.
Also, have some book reviews to write. Those are already lined up and I need to get to the reading soon after August chores pass.
What’s life been for me till now? Read this poem below for any answer you might want to glean. I sense something wonderful coming “with room in them for night and all its lights”…! :
(Octavio Paz, “Objects and Apparitions”, translated by Elizabeth Bishop in Geography III)
A comb is a harp strummed by the glance
of a little girl
The reflector of the inner eye
scatters the spectacle:
God all alone above an extinct world.
The apparitions are manifest,
their bodies weigh less than light,
lasting as long as this phrase lasts.
Joseph Cornell: inside your boxes
my words became visible for a moment.
(Thanks to Anu for this lovely gift of “fishy” earrings):