We hope you’ll join us for a celebration of new poetry releases - Michael O’Leary’s Reception and Peter O’Leary’s The Sampo, both from The Cultural Society; and "Stalking Gerard Manley Hopkins" by Amy Evans, from Salient Seedling Press in conjunction with Woodland Pattern Book Center.
Born and raised in suburban Detroit, Michael O’Leary studied classics in college and received a PhD in civil and materials engineering. A founding editor of both LVNG and Flood Editions, he works as a structural engineer in the nuclear power industry and lives with his family in Chicago. He is the author of Reception (The Cultural Society, 2016).
Peter O’Leary was born in 1968 in Detroit, where he was educated by the LaSallean Christian Brothers. He studied literatureand religion at the University of Chicago. He is the author of four previous books of poetry, as well as two books of literary criticism, including Thick and Dazzling Darkness: Religious Poetry in a Secular Age. He lives in Oak Park, Illinois, and teaches at the School of the Art Institute of Chicago and at the University of Chicago. With John Tipton, he edits Verge Books.
Amy Evans is a poet and singer based in London. She is the author of the chapbooks CONT. (Shearman, 2015), The Sea Quells (Shearsman, 2013) and Collecting Shells (Oystercatcher, 2011), and the co-author of VierSomes 001 (Veer, 2012). Her montages and poems have been widely published and anthologized. She co-edited The Unruly Garden: Robert Duncan and Eric Mottram, Letters and Essays (Peter Lang, 2007). Her forthcoming poetry installation SOUND((ING))S takes place at sea in the English Channel. Her broadside "Stalking Gerard Manley Hopkins" is due out soon with Salient Seedling Press in conjunction with the Woodland Pattern Book Center. She teaches at the University of Kent, UK.
Three years into my dissipation
I heard von Hempel’s hale hello
and accepted his invitation
to hash the Natural Man of Rousseau
over shirred eggs baked in ramekins.
A summer of Huckleberry Finn
had left him restless for a new
adventure and without ado
he asked me to draft his Reflections on
the Revolution in Finance.
With cake in hand, I seized the chance
to write the wrongs of my diction on
another’s name and still get paid
to cast myself as falsely played.
from the sampo
Väinämöinen. Earth’s ward. Feeling it. Earth’s ancient aura.
outward. Rushing toward the headland.
Suomi. His homeland.
Pieces of the Sampo. Gathering them from the lakeshore.
From the margin of the sand.
The Sampo’s sacronymic amanite lid. In fragments.
Treating them as seeds. Cryptogams.
In the soil of the jutting headland. Making furrows. With his
sword. Wrought for him by Ilmarinen.
Morning mist perfuming him. In an aerosol
of light. Shaking the seeds of the Sampo like spores of
dusky weather over the patterns of trenches in the open earth
he’s made. Everywhere plumes of shook dust.
Then calling out. To the sky woven in cloud. A final prayer.
“Maker of weather. Maker of earth.
Let us live in Suomi
in argentious Karelia.
God’s trance-hour stretched out before us
the wiles of sorcerous hags wither in.
The schemes of men unwind in.
The spells of water-sorcerers diffuse in.
Against earth envy. Protect us.
Shining midnight sun.
Beaming aestival moon.
Eastern ceaseless winds the summer rain chases:
these ward from frost, from evil brumal weather
cursed down on us from the lasting
A harvest and a refuge. These we’ll make. From light
the moon draws its equinoctial silver from.
And the mesh of tendrils the Sampo draws down
into fertile shadow with
when s inking
there are ap/proved sounds
dis Content with what is contained
(in a vessel, book, law etc.)
La [6 out of every 8] meant that
while water [4 5ths] is
common s + represents
flow of space
people don’t float
nor in accordance
with stock market
Silence profits the
-tow ≈ I Will
not be $
wept a way