Poetry Fall 2020 Forum Magazine
Featured Poets D.A. Powell and Maw Shein Win
D.A. POWELL
D.A., known to friends, students, and colleagues as Doug, gave a Zoom reading for City College students this Fall 2020 along with Maw Shein Win. He reminded the audience that “poetry isn’t a job, it isn’t capitalism” and read poems that ranged from comic descriptions of working in a movie theater as a college student to grave meditations on living with AIDS in poems such as “Chronic” which speaks to these times of pandemic and climate catastrophe:
choose your own adventure: drug failure or organ failure
cataclysmic climate change
or something akin to what’s killing the bees — colony collapse
more like us than we’d allow, this wondrous swatch of rough
Doug made his start in poetry in California community colleges. He attended Yuba College and Santa Rosa College before moving on to Sonoma State University, where he received his bachelor’s degree in 1991, and his master’s degree in 1993. He received his MFA degree from the Iowa Writer’s Workshop in 1996. He is now a professor at the University of San Francisco. Powell is the author of the trilogy of books Tea (Wesleyan University Press, 1998), Lunch (Wesleyan University Press, 2000), and Cocktails (Graywolf Press, 2004), which was nominated for the National Book Critics Circle Award.
Eight Lines on the Moon and One on Earth
starting from a line by Li Po
Though the poor moon can’t drink
she can grant wishes and name
babies and reveal a future spouse
among the flowers. A single jug of wine
is enough for me to encourage her to come
down, converse, dance a little in the pines.
As long as I can stay awake I’ll
lift my cup to her nimbus face. Say
sit with me, sing with me, delay.
The Story of My Other Life is Shorter but Sweet
A billion is
a thousand cubed
east and west, lions,
swallows, peach, dust
leave home, crow dreams
on a ladder
to the clouds, far
shore, white cranes, waves
MAW SHEIN WIN
Maw Shein Win is a Bay Area writer, editor, and educator. She was an artist in resident at the Headlands Center for the Arts in Sausalito, a 2019 Visiting Scholar at UC Berkeley, and the first Poet Laureate of El Cerrito. Her first full length poetry collection Invisible Gifts: Poems was published in 2018. Her collaborative book with paintings by artist Mark Dutcher, Ruins of a Glittering Palace, was published by SPA/Commonwealth Projects. Her poetry chapbook Score and Bone is on Nomadic Press. Her full-length collection Invisible Gifts: Poems was published by Manic D Press in 2018. Her second full-length collection, Storage Unit for the Spirit House is available from Omnidawn Publishing. In this collection, Maw uses physical objects to explore the spiritual, taking us through different worlds: California, Burma, and beyond.
In Fall 2020, Maw Shein Win joined us for CCSF’s Creative Writers’ Reading Series and shared poems from Storage Unit for the Spirit House with our community. She and D.A. Powell also took part in a wonderful Q&A segment after the reading where we learned about her writing habits, the inspirations for her newest book, and her artistic practices beyond poetry.
Tomb
first version:
she lies still
the tomb is being filled
with a clear liquid
the liquid has a texture
not unlike gelatin
a poison or preservative
for the body that has not yet expired
second version:
her body rejects the liquid
they keep pouring it in
she keeps throwing it up
an attempt to live
as the hands move towards her she is drawn deeper
into the tomb
third version:
a triangle of light
appears on stuccoed wall
she asks: what does this mean ?
the figure
informs her that she
is the queen of New York
& her body is to be filled with pith
final version:
she puts on the silver
dress & silver shoes
kohl-rimmed eyes
she is on the dance
floor of a nightclub
the orb throws circles
of light on extended arms
Tower
a flying fish
in smoky air
one woman
in cerulean dress balances on tower silk scarf over head a burden to breathe below forest
on fire
fallow deer
wild boar
sloth bear
fleeing flame
tower leans
to east
pivots
moving earth
she coughs
drop of blood
burnt sienna
a tower shakes