Cirque Reads!

Hope to see some of you at this Zoom reading of both poetry and prose. I will be reading 5 minutes worth of poems, so pop in for a few minutes or stay and listen to the line-up!

Yours in poetry,

Carey

Full Circle

Last weekend I had the great joy to read my poem at the Hoffman Center for the Arts in Manzanita, Oregon, which is just up the road from where I learned to read and write at Garibaldi Grade School. To feel the trajectory of my writing come back to where it started 60 years ago was a homecoming of sorts, and the loss I felt as a child leaving the North Coast was replaced with the understanding that this place had never left me.

Judge Lana Ayers who selected my poem for the 2022 Neahkahnie Mountain Poetry Prize had this to say about “Birthday Fires”.

Birthday Fires is a marvel of imagery and complexity in 9 couplets. The fires are birth, creativity, life. The poem reminds us that even as hardships and sorrows sap joy, we can still celebrate and make our own light, as in the final captivating image of the poem.”

Yours in poetry,

Carey

Neahkahnie Mountain Poetry Prize

I am thrilled to have had my poem “Birthday Fires” chosen as the winner of the 2022 Neahkahnie Mountain Poetry Prize. This is an annual contest held by the Hoffman Center for the Arts in Manzanita, Oregon, with this year’s judge being Lana Hechtman Ayers.

This poem began after I read the line in a poem from Henri Cole: “I came from a place with a hole in it”. As poems are wont to do, it found its own story to tell, its own feelings to express.

Having learned to read and write at Garibaldi Grade School, I am thrilled my words have returned full circle to this part of the Northern Oregon Coast. I have fond memories of living at the Coast Guard Station in Garibaldi, learning to swim at the Nehalem pool, and having the ability to roam this small town with the freedom of an earlier era.

Garibaldi, Oregon – View from my childhood bedroom window.
Garibaldi, Oregon – Childhood home .

You can check out my poem and the 2nd and 3rd place winners here: Hoffman Center for the Arts.

Again, I am humbled and honored to have been chosen for this prize.

Yours in poetry,

Carey

SHARK REEF

I am honored to have my poem “Early Seral Stage” published in Shark Reef.

Shark Reef is one of my favorite regional journals and I hope you take
time to read this winter issue.

Yours in poetry,

Carey

North Coast Squid

I am honored to have my poem “A Woman on 22nd and Killingsworth” published in the 8th edition of the North Coast Squid.

Please check out the link above for where to purchase this journal doing great work on the north Oregon coast. Isn’t the cover just lovely? I can’t wait to settle down with my morning coffee and check it out.

I have fond memories of my time as a child living on the north Oregon coast at the Tillamook Bay Coast Guard Station where my father was Chief. I learned to swim at the Nehalem Pool, had my tonsils and adenoids taken out in Wheeler, met my first best friend Marla, in Mrs. Jones first grade class at Garibaldi Grade School.

I can still remember my father pulling our car onto Highway 101 and heading south after yet another Coast Guard transfer. As I looked back at the base, and then out to the boathouse, I began to cry. It was the first time I had a feeling that I would only understand later. How a heart can attach to place.

To come back to this place through my words is both an honor and a reminder that we can go home, because any home we have been loved in, embeds itself into the core of our being.

Yours in poetry,

Carey

Concordia Neighborhood #3


It makes no difference to the sky
what happened here,

or the east wind taking its
much-needed break.

Even St. Michael
was taking vacation

from shattered glass
and squeal of tire

seated at the bar of some
scuzzy seaside honky-tonk,

on the ebb tide
of his third beer.

Yours in poetry,
Carey






Concordia Neighborhood #1

purple suns of morning
creep and cling
weathered spine of board

capillaries of red
braid into our pausing

pierce our chatter

remind us
of those small
paper brown bags
we filled
with penny candy

Yours in poetry,

Carey


You’re Invited!!

On August 12, 2012, I had my first poetry reading with Cirque. I was so nervous, but here I am nine years later still on the circuit with them. I will be forever indebted to editors Sandy Kleven and Michael Burwell for seeing something in my early poems and for being part of my poetic journey from the beginning.

Each summer Cirque hits the road to launch new work, welcome new members into the family, and celebrate those of us who keep calling Cirque one of our literary homes. I will be reading via Zoom for the Seattle event and I sure hope I see some of you!

Yours in poetry,

Carey

Sea-Fever

After a long year, it was time to leave the house, and I knew where I was headed. To those early places of sand and sea.

I watched a tug crossing the Coos Bay Bar. Sat on the same jetty I climbed on as a young girl. Found comfort in the smell of ocean. The wind blowing my hair. Remembered bits of a poem by John Masefield called Sea-Fever.

I must go down to the seas again, for the call of
the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day and white clouds
flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the
the sea-gulls crying.

It has been a long 15 months—a sitting on the knife’s edge of coming and going.

But I am one of the lucky ones, who has been lucky enough to walk the beach again, grow a garden, give peas to the neighbors, bouquets of flowers to the bedroom, create one small patch in the middle of a changing city, where bees, hummingbirds, and scrub jays, can find a place to land.

Just imagine if moving forward we could all find one small thing that would show this stressed planet how much we love being here and how much we long to stay. What if we wore amulets of sea water around our necks to remind us what holiness is?

Yours in poetry,

Carey

Cirque Journal

I am honored to have my poem “Returning” published in the newest volume of Cirque Journal. You can find it on page 144.

Cirque was the first journal to publish my poems. Cirque Press published my first book, “The Lure of Impermanence”.

Editors, Sandra Kleven and Michael Burwell not only publish a beautiful, inclusive journal, but they have created a Cirque community that is still as important to me today as it was when I first began publishing with them.

Poet friends, consider submitting your best work to Cirque. Lovers of poetry, consider purchasing a copy of this journal to help support this fine publication.

Yours in poetry,

Carey

RED EFT REVIEW

Thank you Corey Cook, Editor of Red Eft Review , for publishing my poem “I Laugh When I Look Out the Bedroom Window”. If you are interested in reading it, please click the link above.

This is a new poem that started when I stopped for a minute to watch the indignities aging requires of us and to reflect on how fast our “slick-skinned days” pass. I hope you enjoy it.

Yours in poetry,

Carey

Pandemic Anthology and Thoughts

I am honored to share that my poem “In Like a Lion” has been included in the Oregon Poetry Association 2020 Anthology of Pandemic Poems. This is a stunning collection of poetry written by Oregon poets as witness to these times. It is a document that will have both significant historical value regarding the event itself and the writers in this place who have shared their poetic response to it.

I urge you to consider purchasing a copy of this anthology either through Submittable or Wild Apricot. All the proceeds will go to continued funding for the Oregon Poetry Association. If you love poets, or if you just want a record of this year told through the words of Oregon State poets, I encourage you to buy a copy.

In so many ways my thoughts of this year will probably not be completely known until more time has passed. It has been such a difficult time for so many, especially to those who have lost people to Covid-19. I have been privileged to have a warm home to live in, food to eat, health care. I have had the privilege to reflect during this time, to think about how I would like to contribute to the world in a way that helps those less able to have the basic needs of life. And frankly, I have no desire to return to “Normal”, for it was with the slowing down, the staying put, that helped me see how much happiness could be found in my own home, my small block, my changing neighborhood. There have been things I have missed, like live music, poetry readings, coffee shops, going to dinner with friends, and I look forward to doing them again. But I have changed, and these days I wonder what I will find when I re-enter the world and will I belong?

Yours in poetry,

Carey

Ghost Town Poetry Open Mic Zoom Edition Featuring Carey Taylor June 11, 2020 — PRINTED MATTER VANCOUVER

NOTE: Due to circumstances beyond everyone’s control, this month’s reading will take place over Zoom. Email christopherjluna@gmail.com by no later than 3 pm on June 11 to indicate your interest in participating. In the subject line, let us know if you are “Reading” or “Just Listening.” You will receive instructions for how to join the […]

Ghost Town Poetry Open Mic Zoom Edition Featuring Carey Taylor June 11, 2020 — PRINTED MATTER VANCOUVER

I am so delighted to be reading for Ghost Town Poetry on June 11. This is my first zoom poetry reading, and I expect to read for 10 to 12 minutes. I hope some of you will follow the link above and join us.

Thanks again to Christopher Luna, poet and advocate of the arts for inviting me to read. And while these are unusual times I find hope that we are still able to find ways to share our words together.

Yours in poetry,

Carey

Carey Taylor, Diagnosed — DODGING THE RAIN

Carey Taylor is the author of The Lure of Impermanence (Cirque Press, 2018). Her poetry has appeared in regional, national, and international publications and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize. Born in Bandon, Oregon, she has spent her entire life at the western edges of Oregon and Washington. She currently lives and writes from […]

Carey Taylor, Diagnosed — DODGING THE RAIN

I am honored to be included once again in this lovely journal which was born and spiritually resides in Galway, Ireland. Check them out—they publish poems from around the world and their visuals are stunning.

Yours in poetry,

Carey