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Magma Launch

One of my poems appears in the new edition of Magma. I’ll be reading at the magazine launch on Monday 8 March at The Troubadour in Old Brompton Road.

The theme for this issue is ‘Hunger’. Although it often means more work, I like submitting to magazines with a theme. Rather than trying to guess what an editor will like, based on previous issues, you can spend your time experimenting, trying to cook up an original approach to the topic – more thinking, playing and writing and less banging your head on the desk (potentially). I also think having a theme creates a more varied selection of poetry that hangs together as a whole. I’ve definitely found that in previous issues of Magma. As well as pieces written to theme, they accept poems on any topic, but a common thread runs through each magazine, making it interesting to read.

My poem, ‘Love Poem to Hunger’, is inspired by Catherine Pierce’s series of ‘love poems’ to objects, emotions and experiences in her chapbook, Animals of Habit. If you’d like to hear it, you can come to the launch, or alternatively, pick up a copy of Magma for yourself :)

The Magma Launch starts at 8pm on Monday 8 March at The Troubadour, Old Brompton Road, SW5 9JA. Penelope Shuffle and Anne-Marie Fyfe will be featured, as well as other poets published in the magazine.

Jazz Verse Jukebox

After two months of writing, walking and (I won’t lie) luxuriating in Geneva, March will bring me back to London. On Sunday 14 March, I’ll be performing at Jazz Verse Jukebox, Jumoké Fashola’s poetry and jazz night at none other than Ronnie Scott’s Jazz Club. Jumoké is an award winning broadcaster and singer, and a truly inspiring lady. HKB Finn, Tshaka and Voice will also be featured, as well as Jumoké’s own band. It promises to be a great night.

Jazz Verse Jukebox starts at 8pm on Sunday 14 March. If you’re a jazz performer or poet, you can enter the ‘jukebox’ for a chance to perform. Tickets are available on the door and it’s only £6.

CollaborARTing

A collaborative picture from the first Pistols & Pollinators workshop

Last year I was invited by poet Jacqueline Saphra to take part in Pistols & Pollinators, a project that brings visual artists and poets together to work on joint artworks, run by Accident & Emergence. Everyone on the project came together for a day in November, to share ideas, get to know each other and make some collaborative art and poetry. After that, artists and poets were paired. I’m collaborating with Anna Sexton, an artist, photographer, life-coach and lady-of-all-creative-trades. Currently, I’m in Geneva, working on my first poetry pamphlet (more about that soon), so our work is coming together through skype, parcels in the post and also our brand new shiny blog: CollaborARTing. Take a look for more…

Open Notebooks

It’s beautiful when someone you admire asks you to work with them. Karen McCarthy is one of my favourite London poets, and this week we’ve embarked on a creative correspondance – sending letters to each other in an exchange we hope will prompt new poems for both of us. This is part of Karen’s Open Notebooks project with Spread the Word, – a blog where she explores the process of making poems, by scribbling and collecting thoughts, words and images in a virtual space, joined by other writers and poets along the way. Today I received my first letter from Karen and wrote my first post on her blog. Visit www.opennotebooks.co.uk to have a read…

Reading at Tate Modern

This autumn I was hugely privileged to be given a sponsored place on Pascale Petit’s Poetry from Art course at Tate Modern, courtesy of the wonderful London literature organisation Spread the Word. Over the past six weeks I’ve been part of a dedicated group of writers exploring poetry in relation to installations and artworks in the Tate Modern galleries, from Baldessari’s strange, pulsating Braincloud to Tracey Emin’s retrospectives in the current Pop Life exhibition. I’ve been writing poems in response to art for some time now, playing around with ‘ekphrasis’. As someone who’s done quite a lot of personal writing, I find it a particularly good way to step outside of myself and venture into new and often unexpected territory. The course has been a great way to develop this practise – Pascale has challenged us to approach poetry in new ways, responding not only to the artwork, but to other art-inspired poems and to each others’ stories and thoughts, as a way to feed our writing.

Tomorrow night (Monday 23 November) I’ll be taking part in a reading to celebrate the end of the course, in the Baldessari exhibition at Tate Modern. Here’s one of the poems I’ll be sharing, as a sneak preview…

Head Space
After Baldessari’s ‘Braincloud’

My grandmother hid her brain
in a cupboard, behind stacked plates.
She brought it kitchen scraps
fed it stories, gossip, TV facts
her daughters’ phonecalls, forecasts
foreign words, whole chapters
out of novels, recipes for love wounds
or smoked mackerel, once
an erotic letter, pulsing under breath.
Her brain inhaled these gifts
as moisture swells to raincloud.
Eye pressed to hinge, I watched
as, camouflaged within white china
it grew to the size of a sky.

You can read more about the event, and book tickets HERE although word on the street says it’s sold out.

Notes from Chicago

Buildings reflected in 'The Bean' in Millennium Park, Chicago

So, I’m back from Chicago, though I’m trying my hardest to pretend I’m still there. Last week was, without any doubt, one of the most incredible experiences of my life so far. I’m still digesting, thinking about the best way to convey just how powerful it was. I’ve been walking around smiling, like a person who’s just fallen in love. And this love is going to last a long time… for the city, for the people I met there and for the work that’s going on at Oak Park & River Forest High School, through poet and educator Peter Kahn and his Spoken Word Club.

I’m beginning to write about my experiences through poems (which aren’t ready to be public yet) and on the SLAM in Chicago blog (which I’ll be contributing to more as the week goes on). I planned to keep a steady diary while I was out there, but there was so much going on that what I have is more of a map of the trip, with some diary entries, notes, lesson plans, poems, feedback notes for students and Peter’s hand-drawn attempt at explaining the Chicago grid system to me (I’ll make sure that image appears soon). I’ll be back with more. Still thinking.

Yes, it is really happening – I’m off to Chicago with the London Teenage Poetry SLAM for a week of poetry, performance and (I’m expecting) life-changing experience… Together with Artistic Director Jacob Sam-La Rose, poet and SLAM coach Shane Solanki and eight talented young poets from Kingsford Community School in Newham, I’ll be hosted by Oak Park River Forest High School in Chicago. Needless to say, I can’t wait… and I should really get some sleep.

I’ll be keeping a diary while I’m out there and will definitely fill you in when I get back…

Facebook ImageMy second Snail Mail: Creative Letter Writing Workshop of the season took place on Saturday 31 October at Foyles, in our lovely meeting room just above Charing Cross Road. Ten enthusiastic participants wrote new letters and shared stories and thoughts about writing and communication. To give a flavour of the workshops and to celebrate the originality and creativity of the writers, I’d  to share some of those new letters here. Two generous ladies have agreed to contribute… one remains anonymous. Both of their letters came from an exercise where I ask participants to list significant people, objects, places, emotions etc. and then choose one to write a letter to. The results are eclectic and exciting…

Letter to Flirtatiousness

Dear flirtatiousness,

I have an interesting relationship with you, flirtatiousness, and I often wish that I could feel more comfortable with your presence in my life.

I love you for your humour and warmth. You bring complete strangers under your wing and giggle a while with them.

So why do I feel guilty – a little ashamed to admit the fun we feel when we play together on someone’s mind like an impish confidence that knows its power and enjoys it.

Perhaps I am afraid of my reliance on you to get me through the boredom, and of the weight of infatuation that you can bring. You are a cheeky bastard who I can’t resist, but resent the power you hold.

I love to laugh with you and with my friends, but know there’s more depth to life than you’ll ever know how to share, and I fear you lack respect for your prey. I, however, care for them deeply, and though we play together I have written to tell you that I am always going to stand up against your power, and love.

All the best,

G

Letter to My Flat

Dear Flat,

You are flat number 2, 9 Sherwood Rise as listed above. It took me ages to find you, those 7 years ago and we’ve seen so many good and bad times together. I feel like I’m writing a love letter. I know I don’t spend much time with you at the moment but I crave you when I’m away. Sometimes I only come in to take something from you but I’m sorry for being selfish. I did paint you a lovely red colour though. You can be so cold sometimes and the double glazing doesn’t help. And I don’t mean to be horrible when I say ‘I wish I had a garden’- although we’ve grown so many plants together, it would be nice to get fresh air, like I said the double glazing doesn’t help. Without being cheesy, you have been my sanctuary and the neighbours have heard that. Actually, was it you who called the police when I was smashing everything? Anyway this is really to say thanks for being there for me and accommodating me, especially when I have been out of order, really out of order. You share a lot of secrets with me that I haven’t told a soul. It’s funny when we laugh secretly and mischievously isn’t it? I promise to spend more time with you and maybe we should have a nice night in like we used to- your choice of food.

Lots of love,
Di xx

Diana Ali is a Visual Artist & Curator. She is doing some very exciting work around text, correspondence and connectivity.

www.post-authorship.blogspot.com
www.dianaalidefamiliarization.blogspot.com
www.olfactionexhibition.blogspot.com

The next Snail Mail workshop takes place on Saturday 28 November 11am – 1pm at Foyles, Charing Cross. Visit www.foyles.co.uk/events and scroll down to book your place.

There is also a Slow Down London Day on Saturday 21 November, with a whole range of slow food, activities and discussions. I’ll be running a letter writing taster workshop as part of the day. Again, you can book tickets through Foyles. Hope to see you there!

Catching Up

throwing leaves in Victoria Park

throwing leaves in Victoria Park

I’ve been offline for a while with flu, but I’m now back to full health and also back on the blog. Here are some of the things I’ve been up to over the past month…

I helped project manage the Lit Up Showcase & Conference at the Albany on 24 September. You can read all about the conference in the post below.

My first Snail Mail Letter Writing Workshop of the season took place on Saturday 26 September. A friendly group of people, some new, some familiar, met upstairs at Foyles, Charing Cross for a morning devoted to the writing, reading and discussing of letters. As I explained in my last post, the idea behind the workshops is to use letter writing and a form of creative expression, and participants dived right in. One woman wrote a beautiful letter to her walking boots, remembering places they’d been together. Another wrote a letter to flirtatiousness. We discussed what letter writing meant 50 – 100 years ago, and what it might mean today. We also looked at poetry by Richard Hugo, whose collection 31 Letters and 13 Dreams explores poetry in the form of letters and Catherine Pierce, whose Love Poems to unexpected things (America, the phrase ‘Let’s get coffee’, the word ‘Lonesome’) read very like some of the letters participants wrote. The more I explore letter writing and run these workshops, the more excited I am about letter writing as a form of creative writing – one that is accessible and starts from freewriting. I’m looking forward to exploring this more in my poetry, so watch this space.

The next Snail Mail Workshop takes place on Saturday 31 October 11am – 1pm at Foyles, Charing Cross. Visit www.foyles.co.uk/events and scroll down to book tickets.

More recently, I took part in writing a communal poem for National Poetry Day over Facebook. The idea came from the wonderful poet Naomi Woddis, who like me, believes that poetry can come from anywhere and anyone, anytime. A diverse range of poets from different countries took part. If you’re my friend on Facebook, there’s a link to the poem from my page. It may appear somewhere more public soon…

And this week Naomi Woddis and I took part in the first ever StorySLAM at the Albany. We wrote a joint ghost story in the form of emails, texts and letters. Naomi began by texting me some ideas and beginning the story by email, and we then went back and forth by email and text as the story emerged. It was fun to experiment with collaborative writing, especially in a genre I’m not so used to. The story should soon be appearing on the StorySLAM site. While I was ill I spent most of my time listening to The Moth, a podcast of true stories told live in New York and other cities across the U.S. I’ll be looking out for more StorySLAMs and storytelling events in London.

Enjoy the October leaves… I’ll be back soon.

Lit Up at the Albany

One of the exciting things about working at the Albany is that there’s so much to get involved with. This September, we hosted the second Lit Up Showcase & Conference and I stepped in to help manage the preparations and the day itself, which took place on Thursday 24 September. Lit Up is a series of events run by the Live Literature Consortium to raise the profile of spoken word in theatres and venues across the UK and showcase new work. Programmers, producers, artists and promoters gathered to discuss the strange and wonderful genre of ‘live literature’ and watch previews of new shows by Polarbear, Aoife Mannix and Janie Armour, Stacy Makishi, Justin Coe, Luke Wright and others.

It was exciting to watch completely new pieces and especially to see artists whose work I know well, experimenting in new areas. Polarbear shared an extract from his upcoming show Return, a spoken film script. With no props and very little acting, he stood on stage and ‘performed a film’, describing what we, the audience ’see’, and speaking the characters’ dialogue. The ‘film’ is about the return home of an elder brother and his relationships with the people he left behind. I really did start to ’see’ the film going on in my head, just through his words. I’m not aware that anyone has done this before but it makes perfect sense – storytelling can be so powerful we don’t need images to watch a film, the human voice is enough. Another highlight was when Stacy Makishi made everyone in the audience blow up a balloon and pop them simultaneously to release all the ‘fear, anxiety and stress’ in the room: a great communal bang!

The most moving part of the day came right at the end, when Playback NYC took over the Albany cafe with their blend of hip hop, improvisational theatre and storytelling. Taking reactions and stories from the audience, they ‘played back’ the day in hilarious and touching sequences and sketches. I’m desperate to see them again – it’s probably even worth a trip to New York.

I left very late, feeling inspired. Rather than talking about the difficulties of the industry or what holds us back, the focus was on experimentation and breaking boundaries. Doing so many other things, I sometimes lose faith in my own writing, but Lit Up was a great reminder to keep going and trust my creativity.

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