Sunday, February 3, 2013

Sheryl's Book Wins a chapbook competition

I'm absolutely THRILLED that my book, "Ring of Fire, Sea of Stone" has been chosen as the winner of the San Gabriel Valley Literary Festival chapbook competition.  I've been invited to do a featured reading at the Festival:  Saturday, February 16, 2013 at 1 PM.  The SGV litfest runs February 15 through 17 at the West Covina, CA civic center.  There will be four (!) stages going, with readings, music, graphic arts; something to interest everybody.  My sister Sandra is going with me and we will do a joint reading of one of the poems from the book.

My book is now available on Amazon:  http://www.amazon.com/Ring-Fire-Stone-Sheryl-Clough/dp/0615755518/ref=cm_cr_pr_product_top

If you would like to order a signed copy directly from me, I will have copies available upon my return (2/17).  Please send an email to:  <Scatchetpoet@gmail.com> or leave a reply to this post, and I'll be sure to save a copy for you.

Back to work!  I hope to finish a new manuscript of poetry this year, and make significant progress on a novel for which only one chapter is written.

Monday, January 21, 2013

Still Talking

My no-speaking experiment could be called a total failure, as I made it only about two hours between making the decision and speaking to another human.  I put my dog Snickers into the car and drove to a large off-leash area north of where we live; figured I'd be safe with the dog for company.  As she galloped away, I climbed the crest of a small hill after her.  As I topped the ridgeline, a beautiful young Dalmation cruised past me, and shortly behind her came a talkative fellow named Bob.  What could I do after he introduced himself?  Our social conventions do not allow for the possibility of non-response when a stranger tells us his name and offers his hand.  Soon we were chatting amiably on a topic easy for all dog people:  our dogs! -- their names, their ages, their favorite treats, and so on.

I thought of my friend Jim, now deep into his ten-day Buddhist retreat, and I realized that stopping speech could be best done in a controlled environment such as the one he chose.  Jim's experience will be more strict than anything I could handle:  no books, no writing paper (!), and of course no electronic devices.

I'm greatly looking forward to hearing about Jim's experience.

Tuesday, January 8, 2013

New Year, Old Problems, What To Do?

Here we are, those of us who survived the shootings, storms and diseases that took so many people away in 2012 -- a New Year with its uncertain promise.

I have been thinking of things I could do to promote peace and harmony.  Apparently, writing poems is not enough.  The bathroom in my house is currently torn down to the studs; remodel made necessary by water leaking through the wall for years, causing rot of course.  Talking to the contractor, I find he is planning a Buddhist retreat later this month -- ten days of not speaking!  This seems like a pretty hard core way to know oneself better.  Does all the noisy talk of this world create peace and harmony?  Obviously not.  However, silence would not work either.  It is the lack of communication that is at the root of so many human problems.

Maybe the key here is using our powers of speech more selectively.  As an experiment, I'm going to try going the rest of the day without speaking.  I can't recommend this for everyone -- if you have to be at work this afternoon, obviously you will be speaking.  I'm teaching a class tomorrow, so speaking will be necessary again.  It has to be today!  At the very least, I'm hoping a new poem will be born from this experiment.

Would like to hear from those of you who have ideas for promoting peace, using speech more creatively, or anything else that crosses your minds.  Peace!

Monday, December 3, 2012

Crowd the Book

My friend and fellow poet Christopher Luna has launched a new business.
Crowd the Book is a new way to help independent authors and the small
presses that publish them thrive in an otherwise tough economy. Every
month, you’ll get a new novel, short story collection or poetry
collection and a backstage pass to the author’s life and writing
process for less than the cost of the same book at a bookstore. It’s a
great way to get access to new and great indie authors and support the
small presses that publish them. Find out more at www.crowdthebook.com
and support their new Kickstarter Campaign at

http://bit.ly/kickstartthebook.

Sunday, September 30, 2012

The Abruptness of Change

On this last day of September, I stop to feel grateful for all the gorgeous sunshine, for the good health enjoyed by family, for the beautiful art being created every day on Whidbey Island and, of course, for poems.  And yet

another thought:  how our lives can change in the briefest of instants.  Driving the back road toward the off-leash dog park at Bayview -- we see a woman sprawled at the side of the road, not really enough shoulder to sit on safely -- a huge Golden Retriever in her arms.  Her sobs rend the air as two cars ahead swerve left to go around her.  I pull over and go to her.  The injured dog is too much for her to lift and my husband assists, moving into the back seat with the dog, Micah, in his lap.  She will follow us to the vet clinic in Freeland.

Between wrenching sobs, we piece the story together.  She was weeding her garden when Micah suddenly bolted toward the road.  She ran after, calling him back, and heard the loud slam of impact.

What kind of person rams a car into a dog and drives off?  Someone famous (Einstein?  Gandhi?) wrote that the quality of human society can be assessed by how it treats animals ... not an exact quote, but that's the general idea.  The polar bears are dying because of our greed for fossil fuels, honeybees are in trouble, and vivisection still goes on.  We have a lot of work to do on our society's quality ...

Dr. Parent comes out with a stethoscope and listens for Micah's heartbeat, only to stand back shaking his head.  We feel like failures, arriving too late to the scene of doom.  Micah's human says, I could see the light leaving his eyes ...

This may turn into a poem some day, but on this day, and for many days after, the thought of Micah brings only tears and a heavy heart.  For those of you who know the pain of losing your companion dog, I recommend Robert Frost's poem "Canis Major."

May we all do better in our positions of stewardship of the Earth and all its animals.

Monday, September 3, 2012

One of the most pleasant consequences of creating "Surrounded" has been opportunities to get to know some of the poets.  Through phone calls, emails and cards, I have been able to learn more about the book's contributors.  Several of the poets have offered creative marketing and promotion ideas; thanks!  And now from Vincent Tomeo, an oft-published New York poet, comes this review:


Critique of Surrounded:  Living With Islands

By Vincent J. Tomeo

Each poem tells an intriguing story that is left open for a sequel to another story, to another poem, concerning an unanswered conflict, searching for an answer.  You won’t be disappointed.  Living With Islands is a fine read.

I could explicate several poems to prove a point, but I choose to have the reader go on a vicarious trip somewhere between his/her heart and mind.  It will truly be an exploration of exotic places, real and in a fantasy.

I suggest the reader go island hopping in a world Surrounded: Living With Islands.  You will be surprised who you will meet and what you will encounter.

Enjoy!
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Thanks, Vincent.

If you are a fan of poetry, let a poet know s/he is appreciated.  Give a poetry book as a wedding or graduation gift.  Attend a reading at your favorite bookstore.  Write a poem for your mom or dad's birthday -- I did this for both my parents and they were thrilled (or else they both deserve Oscar nominations!).  Help to infuse the world with the energy good poems provide -- the results may amaze you.

Thursday, August 9, 2012

New Book Review !!


Review of Surrounded:  Living With Islands

By Prof. Russ Stratton, Founding Editor, Plainsongs

The first edition of Surrounded: Living with Islands, a poetry anthology edited by Sheryl Clough (Write Wing Publishing, 2012), featured this epigraph by Sappho: “If you are squeamish, / do not prod the beach rubble. In this little collection, the prodding is done lightly and in three parts, “Ebb,” “Slack,” and “Flow.”

Ms. Clough, herself a talented poet, tells us in her general introduction that islands do not always become Edens for those who choose them, yet I find most of the work quietly and carefully celebrates the experience as neither Heaven nor Hell.  One, “Turtle Island” (William Carpenter), works as a creation myth while another, the prize-winning “Making Islands” (Henry Hughes), explores our life cycle via some interesting erotic imagery, finally welcoming death.  Among the other poets, islands from Hawai’i to Ireland offer inspiration or in some cases desperation.

As one might expect, keen observation, particularly of nature, seems as vital to these poems as the characters who populate them.  Clough’s poets always make us see rather than telling us what to see, or as the great Japanese dramatist, Chikamatsu Monzaemon wrote, “It is essential that one not say of a thing that ‘it is sad,’ but that it be sad of itself.”

It’s an original concept, this little magazine, well-crafted and occasionally self-conscious in a “literary” fashion, but it holds together exactly as Ms. Clough promises, each poem anchored to the book “in which readers may float, motor, flounder or swim from one exotic shoreline to the next.”