by Liza Porter
Finishing Line Press
My poem "The day my brother meets Bob Dylan..." was published late last year in VISITING BOB: Poems Inspired by the Life and Work of Bob Dylan (New Rivers Press, 2019).
My essay "There will be falling" will appear in BREVITY this Spring.
KEEP ON WRITING! THINGS HAPPEN!
I will be at the TUCSON FESTIVAL OF BOOKS on March 2nd and 3rd.
On Saturday, March 2nd, between 12:15 and 2:15 p.m., I will be at the Indie Authors Pavilion with copies of RED STAIN and VISITING BOB. PLEASE COME SAY HI!
On Sunday, March 3rd, at 4 p.m., I will be hosting an Open Microphone in the KIVA, at the Student Union. Please sign up to read before 3 p.m. the day of the event at the KIVA. Meg Files will be there with the sign-up list all during the Festival.
RED STAIN is finalist for
2015 New Mexico/Arizona Book Award
and the 2015 WILLA Award
"How to Survive the Dinner Table"
is Notable Essay
in Best American Essays 2016
CHECK OUT MY ESSAY
AT ESSAY DAILY
(7th entry dated June 26, 2018)
"Labyrinth" (Passages North 2014)
is Notable Essay
in Best American Essays 2015
Reviews of Red Stain:
Here is another howl for these late, if not quite last, days of the American empire, a scream echoing through nineteen unbridled, unflinching, poems. Fortunately, for the reader (for many of these poems are hard to read without flinching), Porter offers us glimpses of hope: in a brother’s ceaseless caring, in a young man’s road to recovery and in the narrator’s own emergence from the nightmare of history (rape, suicide, drug and alcohol addiction, for starters). Because “There is never enough Clorox,” the red stain of trauma (violence, abortions, etc.) only fades; it never disappears. Liza Porter takes up this stained burden bequeathed by Plath, Sexton and many other, many nameless, women. Here is a gift, a warning and a plea for future girls and boys, for women and men to come. And for all human beings who remain, who are somehow, incredulously, still here.
Tyrone Williams, author of Pink Tie, The
Hero Project, Adventures of Pi, and
In these harrowing poems, pitched in what Yeats called “the foul rag and bone shop of the heart,” Liza Porter powerfully portrays the damages and the damaged. In these “sorrow songs,” even the earth suffers, “muddy spring trickling down to the beach like blood from a cut.” Still in this world where “people fall into the streets like ghosts,” there is a hard won sense of victory, the victory of those who survive, who live. In Red Stain, hope is as insistent as a scream and as convincing as a recovery meeting, where the “next voice whispers miracles, his little-kid fingers shaped into crucifixes, pit bulls that didn’t attack.”
Rebecca Seiferle, Tucson
PoetLaureate, author of
Wild Tongue and Bitters
With unflinching honesty and no-nonsense language, Liza Porter peels back the human skin to reveal its darkest, most raw underside. And yet, her work leaves us with hope, and most important, with love.
Naomi Benaron, author of
Running the Rift and
Love Letters from a Fat Man
In Red Stain, Liza Porter rips poetry from the wounded heart of drugs, sex and rock n' roll. "The warm tongue of dope, cool teeth of booze, the dirty fingers of men" haunt this stunning collection's raw report of life lived at the edge. Porter's "star-struck despair, those glittering addicted eyes" have absorbed her world, and she has survived to remind us about the strength needed to stay alive, and the power of poetry to communicate the resilience of the human spirit. Red Stain is nothing short of triumphant.
Richard M. Berlin, author of