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Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Friends with Etsy shops and new books, 2

Thanks to pre-Christmas events (last night meant four very interesting hours given over to practicing and then singing for an ordination, and the calendar of events is packed, it seems), I'm falling a bit behind on promises to share some of my facebook friends who have new books and Etsy shops, so I'm just going to pop a few selections from facebook lists in here... I'll take out the more private comments and leave information and links. Several of these Etsy shops are for relatives (a mother, a daughter) of a writer friend.

If you're looking for something more like my usual posts, slide down to the prior one. But if you're looking to shop, here are some links where you can directly support individual craftspeople, artists, and writers--enjoy!

Monday, December 09, 2013

Melanie at Antiphon


There's a poem of mine up in the current issue of Antiphon (UK)...

I did not begin this poem thinking of anyone in particular, but was musing about that time in life when people you love begin to vanish into death. But by the end I was dreaming of my friend Melanie Hook Rice, who died at 33 from that terrible enemy, breast cancer, and the image in my mind was, in part, a girl with an urn. Here are some simple facts about Melanie: she was in college and graduate school with me; she studied ballet for most of her life (one of her sisters danced for the Joffrey Ballet); she taught school for some years; she was happily married and the mother of two little children, and lived close to her parents in Gettysburg; and she had begun writing short stories and won an award for one before her death.

The last time I saw her she was dwindled and tiny. We lay on her bed in Gettysburg and told stories and laughed about things past, and her father brought her some okra soup on a tray--she had a few sips and was done. The bright light and life in her was still burning, so close to the end. How brave she was, how merry! I hardly knew how much it meant, back then.

She vanished into eternity many years ago now, but she still recurs to mind. And this is not the first poem into which she has drifted, a beautiful ghost, full of grace and truth.

* * *

Here's a snip to entice:

Girl with Jar

You carry your head high on the stalk of your neck,
as if you were carrying a jar of something precious
(a small Diogenes, perhaps, who slept inside a jar

Hop here for more.

Pleased to see facebook friends Claudia Gary and Janice D. Soderling in the contents...

Sunday, December 08, 2013

The in-print shelf--

I'll be back with at least one more post about friends with Etsy shops, since it's a time of year when friends in the arts could use some Lady Word of Mouth help.  And I may work on a list of friends' in-print books for Christmas shopping, if enough people want to be on such a list! In the meantime I'm going to post some information about my own books.

Four of my books are currently in print. They are available via the publisher or indie bookstores or Amazon and so forth. The hardcover versions of Thaliad and copies of The Foliate Head are a bit more limited as to where one can order. If you would like to know more about the books (places to order or review clips and other information, including samples of interior art), please click on the appropriate tab above...


Phoenicia Publishing, 2012
Hardcover and paperback

In THALIAD, Marly Youmans has written a powerful and beautiful saga of seven children who escape a fiery apocalypse----though "written" is hardly the word to use, as this extraordinary account seems rather "channeled" or dreamed or imparted in a vision, told in heroic poetry of the highest calibre. Amazing, mesmerizing, filled with pithy wisdom, THALIAD is a work of genius which also seems particularly relevant to our own time.   --novelist Lee Smith


The Ferrol Sams Award.  
The ForeWord Silver BOTYA in Fiction.

Hardcover, paperback, ebook

A Death at the White Camellia Orphanage tells of a young boy's travels through the black heart of Depression America and his search for light both metaphorical and real.  Writing with a controlled lyrical passion, Marly Youmans has crafted the finest, and the truest period novel I've read in years.  --novelist Lucius Shepard



Now in second printing! Whee--
Hardcover
Art by Clive Hicks-Jenkins, design by Andrew Wakelin.

A rarity among poets today, Youmans writes in metered verse, sometimes rhyme. Her skill at mastering the forms is impressive. --Greg Langley, books editor, The Baton Rouge Advocate


Mercer University Press, 2012.
Hardcover and paperback
Cover art by Clive Hicks-Jenkins, design by Burt and Burt--pretty, huh? It won an Addy award.

When I think of Marly Youmans’ work, the word that comes to mind is “magic.” By this, I mean not only her language, but her evocation of mystery. Youmans’ poems always seem utterly new and startlingly familiar. Moreover, she has admirable range in terms of subject matter and tone. While I tend to favor her poems about the mythological, Youmans shows astonishing skill, whatever the subject. She is a poet working at the height of her powers. --Kim Bridgford, poet, editor, Mezzo Cammin, and Director, West Chester University Poetry Conference