I know I haven’t posted in a while, but now I’m back and excited to share news about a special reading. On January 18, my immensely talented husband and I will be giving a joint reading at the McMahon Wintonbury Library in Bloomfield, CT. We love this reading series. Everyone is always so welcoming, and I’m excited that we’ve been asked to read together. This is going to be fun!
Late last year, José B. Gonzales and I were speaking about the poet Bessy Reyna. José had the idea that we do a reading to honor her for all she does for the Latino community. I immediately said yes! I’m thrilled to announce that this reading will take place April 29th at the Norwich Arts Center in Norwich, CT. It should be a great time. I hope you can join us.
I’m excited to be reading on October 10 at 7 pm at The Studio @ Billings Forge, 563 Broad Street, Hartford, CT as part of the WordForge reading series. Also reading that night will be the poet Garrett Phelan. An open mic will precede the reading. Mark your calendars. I hope to see you there!
The WordForge readings are part of a series run by West Hartford’s former poet laureate Jim Finnegan. For more information on the reading series, please click here.
As I mentioned in a previous post, I’ve been working on a series of poems I’ve entitled Psalms. Each is very different from the next. The one commonality is that all have some sort of Biblical reference. Today I’m thrilled to have my poem “Psalm 158” in the latest issue of Pith (Issue #5). Pith is an online journal with an experimental bent. I love what the editors are doing. They have published one beautiful issue after another.
Below is a link to my poem.
Birch Gang Review issue 1.2 is now live! As promised, here’s a link to my poem “Popsicle.” It is based on my experience growing up as an inner city kid in New York City.
I’m excited to report that my poem “Popsicle” has been accepted for publication by Birch Gang Review. Birch Gang Review is a new on-line literary magazine. My poem will appear in their second issue. While I’m often reluctant to submit to new journals, I was impressed with the quality of the first issue and thrilled that one of their aims is to “recreate that feeling of community that I love to see when artistic people are able to come together and support one another in all forms of expression” (Steven Aliano, Editor of BGR). I will post a link when the issue is launched in mid-late June.
Over the past few years I’ve been working on a series of poems that I’ve entitled Psalms. I’m happy to announce that my poem “Psalm 160” will be published in the upcoming issue of Pilgrimage Magazine. Pilgrimage is a literary magazine based in Pueblo, Colorado. The magazine is dedicated to exploring story, spirit, witness, and place in and beyond the American Southwest. They publish creative nonfiction, fiction, poetry, translation submissions and feature one artist per issue. I can’t wait to receive my contributor’s copy! It is sure to be filled with wonderful writing.
This year the northeastern United States had one of the cruelest winters I can remember. There was so much snow that we were running out of places to put it. I chose not to teach during this “spring” semester, but my friends who did were running out of ideas on how to make up cancelled classes and were constantly adjusting their syllabi. There were so many cloudy days that even people who don’t suffer from SAD were starting to feel blue and dreaming of moving to a warmer climate. On a day when I’d had enough of the snow and the clouds, I received an email from Mid-American Review asking whether I would agree to be interviewed. I’m a fan of the journal and this put a huge smile on my face. Following is a link to the interview.
MAR Asks, Luisa Caycedo-Kimura Answers: http://casit.bgsu.edu/marblog/mar-asks-luisa-caycedo-kimura-answers/
I’m excited to have five poems in the latest issue of FRIGG Magazine. These poems chronicle the trajectory of my obsession-driven muse over the past few years. For a while, it seemed all I could write about was death and abuse in their many forms. I still care about the topic of abuse and likely always will. Then my heart was broken by the loss of what was perhaps the most important non-romantic friendship I’ve ever had. Also, my husband and I realized we’d become unwitting nomads, moving five times in the past two years, not counting the five places while traveling around Spain, or my two writing residencies last summer. Even now, as I write this, I’m sitting in my mother-in-law’s house in California, after my husband and I packed what we could in our carry-on bags and flew from Connecticut to care for her. I suspect there may be more poems about our nomadic existence on the horizon.
Following is a link to my poems: