northMarilyn Irwin$5(&)the spider plantis unhappyits foliage isgrowing wrong,pushed up against the wallit is browning; it is dyingit is holding on because it has toroots, pot, gravityit turns away from the sunit is tryingpublished in Ottawa by above/ground pressMarch 2017a/g subscribers receive a complimentary copyShortlisted for the 2016 bpNichol Award, a 2014 Tree RenorthMarilyn Irwin$5(&)the spider plantis unhappyits foliage isgrowing wrong,pushed up against the wallit is browning; it is dyingit is holding on because it has toroots, pot, gravityit turns away from the sunit is tryingpublished in Ottawa by above/ground pressMarch 2017a/g subscribers receive a complimentary copyShortlisted for the 2016 bpNichol Award, a 2014 Tree Reading Series Hot Ottawa Voice, and winner of the 2013 Diana Brebner Prize, Marilyn Irwin has no idea how she got here. Her work, including seven chapbooks, has been published by above/ground press, Apt. 9 Press, Arc Magazine, Matrix Magazine, and Puddles of Sky, among others. She runs shreeking violet press in Ottawa.[Produced for Irwin's participation in Ottawa's 7th annual VERSeFest, March 21-26]This is Irwin’s third chapbook with above/ground press, after for when you pick daisies (2010) and flicker (2012).To order, send cheques (add $1 for postage; outside Canada, add $2) to: rob mclennan, 2423 Alta Vista Drive, Ottawa ON K1H 7M9 or paypal at www.robmclennan.blogspot.com...
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The cover of the chapbook is a woman with a ribbon in her hair, possibly a fascinator, in the dark water up to her chest. She is gazing up at the dark sky, the moon and a sprinkling of stars. The words “Les Ondines” and “Madeleine Morel” are attributed to the image, but I could find no info via Google search. I was intrigued. As I’m rereading the chapbook, I am listening to Timbre Timbre, attributed as the soundtrack to Marilyn’s writing, editing and life. These are beautiful, soft acoustic songs, swampy ragged blues, says Wiki. No Bold Villain, one of Timbre Timbre’s songs is the epigraph for north: “One of us is not normal/And it might not be you.” So I am fully prepared for the dark quiet lady of the swamp offering up her blues.These are small poems. This is Marilyn’s speciality. I have been a fan of all of her poetry for several years. 23 poems begin with (&) and then we have an epilogue. They are precise and sharp, often wry. The opening poem (&)/he said he wouldn’t speak/to me ever again/if I killed myself” gives you an idea of what to expect. I wonder if the woman on the cover is about to drown herself while gazing up at the moon and the stars. Another poem describes the room inside a hospital, another an unhappy spider plant: “it turns away from the sun/it is trying.” There’s a feisty fuck-you-ness to these poems amidst the despair. I believe that the woman on the cover climbs out of the water onto the other side. To paraphrase the final poem, she chooses north.