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The City of Tacoma and Puget Sound Poetry
Distinguished Writer Series
May 9th at 7 p.m.
at Kings Bookstore (218 St. Helens)
JOSIE EMMONS TURNER was the 2011-2013 Tacoma Poet Laureate. She has been published in a number of journals and teaches English at Clover Park High School in Lakewood. Her most recent project, funded by the Tacoma Arts Commission, was editing the chapbook "Sarasvati Takes Pegasus at her Mount" a collection of regional women poets in response to the Tacoma Community College's Grfeek and Roman Tythology Exhi it, spring 2013. Turner hods a MFA in Creative Writing from PLU's Rainier Writing Workshop and is a resident of Tacoma.
Back in the day when telephones actually rang, we tethered ourselves
with wine or coffee, chatting not 10, 20 minutes but hours. Long distance
lines carried call, response, contrapuntal inventions, woven friendship
and sisterhood, sometimes dissonant, yet harmonic, our composition
conversation, had no resolution, like the music of summer birds.
Later, when cell phones jived, rocked, wiggled, pinged, winked
your name - or mine - we'd pause from golf or Little League games, dusting,
dressing, cooking, sometimes the Holiday game - to chirp and chortle until
batteries died mid-thought. In music, when the composer is not
quite finished, she takes you back to the Coda, often with a preceding
fermata, repeating familiar theme. How - my graceful friend - I wish we
were our mothers, reaching a roaring, crashing, complaining, old age crescendo
and...well...if life were a composition, a wish, could you just be Schirmer's -
the practice books - and we - a four-hands duet...go back to the Coda, again?