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Interests: Journal Entries May 2003-February 2005
Expertise: Poetry, womens writing, folklore, mythology, erotica
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Monday, June 06, 2005

I think I shall hence be closing up shop hereabouts and moving completely over to blogger.  My layout options look ever so much more snazzier.

kristybowen.blogspot.com

If you need me, you know where to find me....


Monday, February 28, 2005

The broadside from the Poetry Center is finally here:


This sounds way cool, but sadly I have to work and I didn't know about it enough in advance to swap schedules, but if you're in town, definitely go..since it's so close to work, I may sneak over if I can for an hour or so....

Chicago—POETRY Magazine is proud to announce  the 1st Annual
Printers’ Ball in celebration  of Chicago print to be held on
Thursday, March 3, 2005. The event  will occur from 6:00  p.m – 9:00
p.m. at the HotHouse, 31 E. Balbo Ave., Chicago,  IL.

Co-sponsored by Another Chicago Magazine, The Bird Machine, Bridge,  Chicago Review, Firebelly Design, FOUND Magazine,  The Guild Complex, In These  Times,  Independent  Press Association of Chicago, Lumpen, NewCity,  Pistil, The Poetry Center of Chicago, Other Voices, Punk Planet, Quimby’s,  The Reader, Stop Smiling, StoryQuarterly, TENbyTEN, THE  2NDHAND, TriQuarterly, and Venus, the event will showcase  a diverse selection of Chicago-based print publications including magazines, journals, and weeklies.

Conceived of as an opportunity  to celebrate and explore Chicago’s
vibrant print scene, the  event offers readers and writers a unique
chance to sample publications  and meet with editors and designers.
“The Printers’ Ball  is a celebration of Chicago print and the
readers who keep it alive,” says  POETRY’s assistant editor Fred
Sasaki. “And how often  are the editors of Punk Planet and POETRY in the same room?”

The  Printers’ Ball is open to the public and admission  is free. For
  more information, please call 312.799.8005.


Here's the text from the entire interview I was talking about:

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DePaul Magazine
Winter, 2005

Prize-winning Poet Wields ‘Wicked Pen’

The words come in snippets, images glimpsed out a window or triggered by a book, jotted down on a notebook for further pondering.

Unlit rooms will ruin us,
a squall of glass slippers,
conjugation, mimesis obscured.
--from “Narrowing”

Sometimes, they come in a torrent, falling fully formed onto the page.

What woman’s body
doesn’t start and hum
with the moon, tiny
wildness beating inside
like a drum.
--from “Witchcraft”

Then the real work begins, says poet Kristy Bowen (LAS ‘99) who recently won first place in the Poetry Center of Chicago’s 10th Annual Juried Reading.

She pours over the words, tweaking and pushing, seeking the right rhythm and sound. She returns to the poem again and again, even after it’s been published.

“I don’t think I ever know it’s done. I’ll publish something and then put it together for something else, a chapbook or online journal, and it’s a different version,” she says.

By day, Bowen is a mild-mannered library assistant at Columbia College Chicago, helping faculty and students find the information they need.

But at night, she becomes Wicked Pen, weaving feminism, folklore, and erotica into “muscular lyric poems” that are “sculptural, opaque, and suggestive as beach glass,” according to the Poetry Center of Chicago’s website.

Knows that only some return
home safely, the others
lost to kitchens and wind.
--from “Sweet”

Bowen was nearly lost to poetry, enrolling at DePaul to earn a masters degree in English as preparation to teach it in high school or college. Instead, she discovered the poetry of William Butler Yeats and, through it, her own voice.

“I started writing short stories in college and discovered that I could translate the same things into poems, and they were better,” she says.

She now writes daily, submitting her work to online and print journals. She has been nominated twice for the Pushcart Prize, an award given only to small press authors.

She also founded and edits her own online journal, Wicked Alice, sifting and formatting the submissions of other poets she likes. She’s published two chapbooks, Bloody Mary and The Archaeologist’s Daughter,” as well as a print version of Wicked Alice.

“The more I have things accepted, the more I publish, the more I am inspired to write,” she says, “It strengthens your belief that you can do it.”

To read more of Bowen’s work or for a schedule of her poetry readings, visit:
www.angelfire.com/poetry/wickedpen
.

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Saturday, February 26, 2005

The description is oddly dead-on, except for the part about Kerouac. And the picture, well nothing like a little eye candy on a Saturday morning....

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You're sensitive, you're emotional, and you wonder why everyone else in the world exists on a different plane. You cannot eat, breathe, or sleep without analyzing each action to death. You're usually sombre, depressed, lethargic, but you can be nearly glad from time to time. You wear whatever you can find on your cluttered bedroom floor. You carry books, notepads, reading glasses with you wherever you go. You have friends, but only a few who truly get where you're coming from. You frequent coffee shops, libraries, and the less crowded bars. You're obsessed with past people, past ideas, past lives. You wish you could die and be reborn as Jack Kerouac.



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