Saucy and Cirrus are like the behind-the-scenes mascots of this Pets with MAR series. More often than not, they kept Fiction Editor Laura Maylene Walter company as she sat at her desk posting pet photos. They’d nap nearby, meow for food, or even trot back and forth across the keyboard.
Laura is moving on from her fiction editor and blog editor positions, but she could think of no better sendoff than to post her own cats posing with the issues of MAR she worked on:
For more Saucy and Cirrus goodness, visit Laura’s personal blog here, here, here, and here.
It’s been fun, everyone. But don’t worry, this blog isn’t going anywhere. Stay tuned to this space for more MAR magic!
Allison Adair’s poems have appeared or are forthcoming in The Missouri Review (“Poem of the Week”), Boston Review, The Journal of Compressed Creative Arts, Tahoma Literary Review, the Boston Globe, and the anthology Hacks; and her interactive digital projects have appeared recently at The Rumpus and Electric Literature. She teaches at Boston College and Grub Street and holds an MFA from the Iowa Writers’ Workshop. Adair’s prose poem, “Letter to My Niece, in Silverton, Colorado,” appears in MAR 35.1 as the winner of the 2014 Fineline Competition.
Quick! Summarize your poem in 10 words or fewer.
Girls warning girls about a vague, creepy world.
What can you share about this piece prior to its MAR publication?
This piece came about fairly quickly, in one sitting. But that’s somewhat deceptive, as I’d been working for several months on a poem with the same idea – a dedication to my niece, about a younger version of her mother, a version she will never know. The poem wasn’t coming together as I’d hoped, so I first decided to borrow a brilliant technique from a friend, poet Eduardo C. Corral, who experiments with different forms not just during the writing process, but also once the poem is (seemingly) finished. He calls it “putting the poem into different containers.” In my case, though, line breaks themselves felt too self-conscious, too poeticized, so shifting from couplets to quatrains, etc., didn’t seem to solve the problem. In a moment of exhaustion, I stopped arm-wrestling the poem and just reconnected to the original impulse of letter-writing. I wrote the whole thing fresh – blank page. Not a single line from the original poem appears in the published version – not a single image, in fact – but they surely informed it.
What was your reaction upon learning you won the Fineline Competition?
I was overjoyed, and humbled. Also grateful. The piece is a strange poetry-prose hybrid – not really a story, but not a poem, either – and I really appreciate that the Fineline Competition has created a space for my and other writers’ “between” work.
What do you consider your biggest writing-related success?
There are two, and they might be related. The first is figuring out how to create consistent writing time despite the obligations (and delights) of working-motherhood. Making writing a priority often translates to a lack of sleep – but it has also led to almost forty new poems in a year. The other success, as I would define it, is not allowing ambition to become an excuse. For years, I refused to send work out at all, because I knew everything could be tighter, fresher, better. And maybe it could have, and maybe it still can. But now I work and rework, rework some more, then seek out feedback, revise, and send things off. If I still want to continue revising at that point, I do, but the piece is already in circulation, and I’m on to the next poem. It’s partly motherhood that has taught me to how to move on, how to participate without waiting for perfection.
Tell us one strange thing about yourself that does not involvewriting.
I was a competitive ballroom dancer in college. Specialty: international rumba.
Tell us one strange thing about yourself that does involve writing.
It’s nearly impossible for me to write poetry, and more so to read it, while listening to music – even instrumental music, and even if the volume is low, buried deep in the background. It feels like a shouting match to me – my brain doesn’t seem to know how to sort the layers of sound.
Do you have another favorite piece of writing in this MAR issue? If so, name it and tell us why.
I’ve come back again and again to Matt Sumpter’s “Dead Zoo.” The tension between the various roles of the speaker – participant, observer, observed – seems smart to me, but fresh. It’s a poem with a concept that doesn’t feel overly conceptual, partly due to its highly animated images: “They’re born again / in glass: a doe tacking hard // forever, leaping a painted creek, / the cougar caught with a pheasant // it can’t spit.” I love how Sumpter gives us motion frozen in time. Poetry is a lot like taxidermy, isn’t it?
Here’s where we usually ask contributors to share a photo of themselves holding a contributor copy of MAR. But here, we’ll do one better — this photo shows Allison reading her Fineline-winning poem at the Mid-American Review 35th anniversary party at AWP 2015 in Minneapolis:
Thanks for the interview, Allison! Laura Maylene Walter, Fiction Editor
MAR 35.1 contributor Bryce Emley (read his recent contributor interview) submitted this photo of his dogs, Seamus and Mabel, standing at attention before a copy of MAR. According to Bryce, “Seamus is a border collie and is afraid of most noises. Mabel, a blue heeler, eats leaves sometimes. They’re both exceptional runners.”
MAR welcomes all fans, including athletic leaf-eaters who cower at loud sounds. Welcome to the MAR family, Seamus and Mabel!
Nancy Hewitt’s chapbook Heard was published in 2013 by Finishing Line Press. She earned her MFA from Vermont College of Fine Arts and has maintained a private practice in clinical social work in Salem, MA, for over 30 years. She divides her time between Swampscott, MA, where she is the town’s first Poet Laureate, and Randolph, VT, where she is most apt to meet up with her muse. Her poem, “Measure,” appears in MAR 35.1.
Quick! Summarize your poem in 10 words or fewer.
associations to meanings of the word “measure”
What can you share about this piece prior to its MAR publication?
The word “measure” was resonant to me. I like to meditate on words that have a range of meanings, especially if there are current news events that contribute. In this case, I had personal associations to exactness in measuring, & I kept collecting other examples, like iron filings to a magnet. And the piece which really solidified the poem was an article I read in the New Yorker about Osama bin Laden’s capture. Truth is absolutely stranger than fiction.
(The title poem in my chapbook – “Heard” – began when there were a number of strange news items, in a short time, about hearing and ears. I linked these with other associations, & the poem grew from there.)
I worked on “Measured” for a year or two, 12 revisions. I go through long stretches when I don’t send anything out, but I remember sending this poem & 2 other prose poems to a good journal I’ve tried to publish in previously. Emailed them at 10pm & they rejected them by 7 the next morning! I think MAR was the second market I sent to. Thank you, MAR, for your appreciation of prose poems!
Fashion attire for my computer desk is most often flannel pjs, & the more papers & books stacked on the desk, the better! But I always write by hand first, in lined notebooks, so my attire then depends on how public is the writing spot!
What was your reaction upon receiving your MAR acceptance?
Ecstasy! It’s a fine journal! Went to AWP one year & talked to a young man in a lunch line about looking for places to send my prose poems. He happened to be an editor? a reader? an intern? at MAR, & told me about the Fineline Competition…the rest is history.
You’re at a family reunion and some long-lost relative asks about your writing. What do you say?
“I have some copies of my chapbook here. Would you like to buy one?”
What do you consider your biggest writing-related success?
Having my chapbook, Heard, published in 2013 (Finishing Line Press).
Your biggest writing-related regret?
Wishing I’d started to write poetry way before I did, at age 40.
Tell us one strange thing about yourself that involves writing.
While I wouldn’t consider it strange, a unique thing about me is that I’ve been with my writing group – Kitchen Table Writers – for over 25 years. We have a First Friday writing practice every month & 2 weekend retreats a year. Amazing women, so supportive.
Do you have another favorite piece of writing in this MAR issue? If so, name it and tell us why.
So many fine pieces! My most favorite is Anne Barngrover’s poem “Site Fidelity.” Spare language, beautiful images, & an amazing last few lines. It reaches very deeply.
I also love Claire Wahmanholm’s poem “Theory of Primogeniture: Barn” for its wonderful tale of grass eating the barn, & then…another terrific last few lines.
Thanks for the interview, Nancy! Laura Maylene Walter, Fiction Editor