A friend bought me this today at the UWS Flea Market. She said it is GOOD LUCK for my upcoming chapbook, Don Dreams and I Dream. I will surely bring it to AWP2014 in Seattle.
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Don Dreams And I Dream – Good Luck Charm
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged awp2014, kattywompus press, mad men, poetry, ring on October 20, 2013| Leave a Comment »
LIT: On Dealing With Rejection In Writing
Posted in Uncategorized on October 5, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Some women consider my “submisson” choices brave. Why? Read this:
I recently had some poems accepted into a major literary publication. This journal is one I’ve wanted to be published in ever since I was a college student. Ever since I discovered the journal, really. And yes, I scoffed at it. It seemed very high brow and a bit stuffy, but every so often I’d see a poem I really admired and think to myself, why not?
Why not? It’s a natural enough question. People ask it all the time. What I want to know is why do I ask it, and others don’t? What makes me different? Is that I’m used to the rejection? Is that I really have that much self-confidence? I don’t think so. I think I just feel that if I’ll never know unless I try.
What has surprised me, is not the fact that my friends are happy for me, and know how hard I…
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Poems About Womanhood
Posted in Uncategorized on September 21, 2013| Leave a Comment »
My recent post on Luna Luna focuses on two poems about womanhood. One by Rachel McKibbens and one by yours truly. Enjoy.
Being a woman in the 21st century is sometimes a conundrum but as writers, we can help one another. As an English teacher, I’m surprised by the amount of teenage girls who declare themselves: Feminists. It makes me proud, not only to be their teacher, but to also be a Feminist myself. When I grew up, in the 80’s and 90’s, I don’t think I saw being a Feminist as something “cool.” I think I was afraid of it. Afraid of saying it aloud. It was a secret that I carried inside me, along with my heroines. The more I read about strong women, the more I turned a light on for them inside my heart at night when I went to sleep. Soon, there were floating votives everywhere…
Here are two poems with a feminist edge: one is by Rachel McKibbens and one is a poem of my…
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I was a proud poet today at the Poets House Showcase
Posted in Uncategorized on July 2, 2013| Leave a Comment »
Look what’s displayed at the poets house showcase
Happy April and Happy National Poetry Month
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged poets.org on April 1, 2013| 1 Comment »
Happy National Poetry Month, friends.
I’m so proud to be a bookdress. The #bookdress is alive!
Posted in Uncategorized, tagged bookdress, domestic uncertainties, joseph quintela on March 3, 2013| Leave a Comment »
my books have arrived!
Posted in Uncategorized on December 16, 2012| 1 Comment »
my new books arrived! so exciting!
The cover of my upcoming first collection of poems DOMESTIC UNCERTAINTIES by BlazeVOX Books in 2013
Posted in Uncategorized on September 24, 2012| Leave a Comment »
When Boys Become Werewolves
Posted in Uncategorized on September 12, 2012| Leave a Comment »
When Boys Become Werewolves
for marina
When boys become werewolves
they come back stronger,
to suffer
after the very soft life
feats relate to feats
say, next
say, more
say, more to me next week
and falsify the known.
Even the readiest marks
can run. Harvest, here. And tell me, how
and let the lunar lie. Rustle here. Lie to me.
One moon. Four stars. Two girls. One car. One wish. One moon. Four Stars. Two girls. One car. One wish. One moon. Four Stars. Two girls. One car. One moon. Four Stars. Two girls. One car…
© Umansky 2012
Follow @lady_bronteMake Believe
Posted in Uncategorized on August 7, 2012| Leave a Comment »
The Human Animal and the Story Animal play on the page.
Sure, they poke and wrestle, but they mean well as nicely as they mean.
But, are our what ifs truly universal? Do all tales compute?
Sometimes, there is a collection of trouble in the way the story functions and plays.
One small lie gives the Story, a ball and chain, and the Human, a crossbow.
The human animal and the story animal play innocently.
The story not only sticks, it mesmerizes and binds. Its potency is pure.
We are hard wired to change the world, but are they? Is the story?
In this life, are our what ifs truly universal?
Universally speaking, what if our stories are not created equally, and our compulsion
to invent is merely at rest in our bindings or unbindings to this world?
The human animal and the story animal play on the page,
and when one bleeds, after their picking and poking, nibbling, and kneading
do we really need a winner? Isn’t blood, blood? Is it about free-will,
or all just gobbledygook? In this life, are our what ifs truly universal?
Let’s instruct this: I’ll assist, and insist. Both animals are proud beasts.
The fabric of this Neverland of ours is linguistical not analytical. Envision
the tale, it all begins in sounds: Horse. Bear. Fowl. Fish. Child. GhoulGhoulGhoul
All stories are indivisible by all. They run deep inside this brush or page,
this Brave New Stage, and our what ifs might thieve us.
and the universe may be in on it all
© Umansky 2012
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