I got two books of poetry in the mail this week – both winners of small press contests in 2007. Of course I love receiving them in the mail, and feel this is a good practice for presses: send each entrant a copy of the winning book. The only problem is: I do not recall entering either of these contests in 2007 – hello gingko biloba. Still, fine by me!
So, I’ve read them, and have had strong reactions to each. Now, this could be because I am in a bad mood this week, spurred on by this, or this, or it could mean that the books are deserving of my wrath. Now, unlike some folks (in Poetry Magazine), I do not get my jollies by being mean about people’s work. But I cannot hold my tongue when it appears that a press is not supporting its authors. And that is what appears to me to be happening here. So, I unleash the tongue-lash!
The Lost Tribe of Us by Heather Davis, winner of the 2007 Main Street Rag Poetry Book Award (the upcoming deadline for which is January 3, 2008).
I don’t mean to be a jerk, but if I was Heather Davis, I would be pissed at this book. As soon as I took it out of the bubble envelope, I knew it had been poorly produced. The color of the cover was washed out. The paper inside was the weight, look, and consistency of copy paper (and if it walks like a duck…) and the print quality was copier quality – and not even one of those new, high tech ones either: words were thin on toner in places, and pixelated in others. And not only that, but two of her poems had hardcore typographic/editorial errors. And Ms. Davis’ book is not the first that has appeared in my mailbox in this condition.
Now, we work hard on our first books. We are sent through wringer after wringer, spend hundreds of dollars on entry fees and finally break through only to find our book is of poorer quality than if we had done it ourselves on our copier at work. Small presses need to aspire not only to getting work out there, but to making beautiful books. As it stands, it appears as though Main Street Rag could give a crap about Ms. Davis, because if they cared at all they would hold themselves to the highest possible design and production standards. I love the proliferation of so many first book contests in recent years, but let’s please not get into a Wal-Mart mentality about it. If the poetry has to be held to a high standard, so should the design and production. Period. What I would really like to see bloom in the wake of all these contests are presses that, once they pick their winner, stick with that winner, nurturing their career and their work, and publishing them well into their later life. Now, wouldn’t that be a nice change from running cash-cow contests?
Now, I know money is an issue, but I also know how much it takes to produce a book, and you can afford to go the extra mile to use nice paper, a real print run or at least that slightly fancier copy machine, and/or even use soy based ink and recycled paper. I would even bet that, were you to hold yourself to those high standards, you’d get a crap load more entries: don’t think for one second poets don’t read your past winners before entering your contest. And you can believe that, if they saw the poor production quality of this book, they would not want to see their work appear, for the first time, in that condition.
As for the poems: I had one favorite in the book of 73 pages, “Migration Dream,” but all in all I didn’t fall in love with the poems. I hate to say it but, when you open the book and it looks like it was thrown together in my kitchen, it doesn’t put you in a good mood for reading the work. To me, the poems were so laden with similes it became hard for me to follow. It reminded me to go back in to my own poems and get out all extraneous similes. Like Brent reported Ted Kooser said, don’t present a gun in the first act of it isn’t going to fire in the last. And if you present a gun, you can’t also present a crowbar and a knife. However, you can see the skill and craft Davis employs – she loves being a poet. Future books of hers will undoubtedly only get better. Let’s also hope their production values do too.
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Call from Paris by Prartho Sereno, winner of the 2007 Word Works Washington Prize (the upcoming deadline for which is postmark between Jan. 15 and March 1, 2008).
Now, for something completely different: as usual, The Word Works has produced a lovely book of poetry (take note, MSR). Nice paper, interesting cover, professionally done: even has that nice “new book smell.” So I congratulate them on bringing yet another beautiful book into the world (speaking of: you know who makes really pretty books? Cavankerry Press, and of course BOA, Copper Canyon, and Graywolf…) And since I am not drawn to irritated distraction by the bad print job (though the font choice and size is not what I would have done), I can actually talk about the poems (you need to think about that, too, MSR: when your book is poor quality, you can’t see the forest for the trees). Unfortunately, I didn’t love these poems either, but since I read the two books very closely together, I am prone to compare them and if I have to chose who I like better, I choose Davis, bad print job and all.
Sereno’s work is very lyrical and metaphysical. It is clearly well-crafted stuff – but it is just not my cup of tea. I had a hard time knowing what was going on (gosh, there must be something wrong with me: two books in a row I am having a hard time with) in the poems: they were very floaty, for lack of a better word. I am reminded of Carl Phillips (who I love but) who is also very floaty. The difference between CP and Sereno is that CP is floaty, but then he pins you down with something so strong its like he’s nailing you to your chair – and you really feel it. Sereno never nailed it for me; I just kept floating. But I am also reading The Kite Runner right now, and that book, my god, is relentless. Little can stand up to its quality.
So there you have it: two new contest winners. And to my little entrants I say this: just as you would read a journal before submitting your work, you should also read books in the series of contests that you are choosing to enter. Just because it is a full-length contest doesn’t mean it isn’t still a match game. Send your work only where your work matches up! Save money and be happier!