Founded in 2001 as a poetry collective, Marsh Hawk Press has evolved into a self-sustaining publisher that prides itself on its authors’ involvement in every stage of the publishing process. Our books' forms and sensibilities assimilate modern and post-modern traditions of poetry and memoir but expand from these without political or aesthetic bias.
Thursday, May 10, 2018
SANDY MCINTOSH UP AT LIU HEADLINES!
Sandy McIntosh's memoir books from Marsh Hawk -- LESSER LIGHTS and A HOLE IN THE OCEAN: A HAMPTONS APPRENTICESHIP -- are presented in a feature on him at LIU Headlines. You can see it HERE.
Tuesday, May 8, 2018
Eileen Tabios / j j hastain's collaboration in POST-CRISIS POETICS
Eileen R. Tabios' and j/j hastain's collaborative book the relational elations of ORPHANED ALGEBRA is addressed in T.C. Marshall's essay, “A Secret Agent, a Spaceman, & a Talking Bear: ATheory of Doubling the Stakes in Poetry” for POST-CRISIS POETICS edited by Brian Ang. Here's an excerpt:
Eileen Tabios and j/j hastain have carried doubling into a collaborative text that combines her “sense of physicality” with hastain’s trans identity and “the idea of the poem as also a body,” all while working with her adopted son’s school life and the condition of orphaned bodies (v. my review in GR #20). This seemingly labyrinthine combination was for her “a useful scaffolding for managing personal biases and emotion so that they did not get in the way of creating the poem.” She ends this book with “A Poetics Fragment” that expresses the belief that a poem is “completed elsewhere” by others, beyond the poet’s realm of control, and that “one poem can have many different completions.” This is the essence of the noetic, where questionings and contradictions put off conclusions.
Wednesday, May 2, 2018
SPRING BOOK LAUNCH AT POETS HOUSE!
UPDATE ON MARSH HAWK PRESS PRIZE RESULTS
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Tuesday, April 24, 2018
Monday, March 12, 2018
EILEEN TABIOS READS WITH OTHER FILIPINX POETS
PAWA PRESENTS FILIPINX POETS
Eileen Tabios, Chris Santiago and Barbara Jane Reyes
sponsored by Philippine American Writers & Artists (PAWA)
6-8:30 p.m., Wednesday, March 28, 2018
447 Sutter Street, 6th Floor
San Francisco, CA 94108
The event is free, open to the public, and include refreshments.
Thursday, March 1, 2018
AN APPRECIATION OF ROBERT GIBB!
Michael Simms provides a long-overdue appreciation of Robert Gibb. You can see it HERE, but here's an excerpt:
Robert Gibb is a poet’s poet. By that phrase I mean that he’s widely admired among poets across the country, but virtually unknown to the public. He’s published a dozen full-length collections and won many awards, including the National Poetry Series, two National Endowment for the Arts Fellowships, a Pushcart Prize, and a few Pennsylvania Council on the Arts Fellowships. His collection After won the 2016 Marsh Hawk Press Poetry Prize chosen by the acclaimed memoirist and poet Mark Doty, and his latest book Among Ruins won the Ernest Sandeen Award from the University of Notre Dame Press. Yet, despite being regarded by many as one of the most important poets in the country, few people outside the poetry field, even in Pittsburgh, know that he exists.
You might say that in the national poetry community Gibb is famous for being unknown. The paradox can be explained perhaps by his unfashionable shyness, his passion for privacy, and his utter lack of narcissism. Gibb is an anomaly in contemporary America, a person who dislikes the limelight and despises self-promotion. He rarely gives readings. He doesn’t attend conferences. Flattery is a foreign tongue to him, and he’s completely at a loss when schmoozing is called for. If you want to talk to him, you’ll have to go to his neighborhood bar where he nurses a beer every Friday evening while talking to his neighbors who have no idea that he’s a major American poet because he’s never mentioned it. And his art is not the only subject he doesn’t discuss with his neighbors. In the poem “On Not Telling Anyone At The Bar,” Gibb explains why he didn’t tell them about the death of his wife:
Because I could not find a place for her death there
In the auspices of gossip and small talk and jokes…
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