Tag Archives: Poetry Publication

L’Identité Politique 03•26•2021

I decided that something positive had to come of today besides that gorgeous Seattle weather. Therefore, it’s official. I’m selling a poetry book. And it now has an official launch date.

You might see a few different images floating around for the upcoming poetry collection L’Identité Politique (first pictured above, the rest to follow):

I disagreed with someone on which phrasing made more sense and so we agreed that both should exist. So they do.

And of course I also made a larger notice – this one is more Instagram sized, though I haven’t used it there yet.

I can’t believe it’s real.

Jacob and Bee have mentioned interest in a Zoom launch party. If anyone would be interested in joining, I would absolutely love to host giveaways and other extra-special celebration games, if anyone can think of any. I have additional proof copies (meaning they contain errors and are not the actual final cover version) that are available for anyone interested in supporting me 🙂

I can’t begin to express how much work this has been, but it’s absolutely rewarding. This is one of at least four works I will see in a physical printed form from at least in some part of my creation during 2021. I couldn’t have done it without so many people. I don’t know where to begin, so I guess I’ll stop here for now.

Have a wonderful night, and as of four minutes from now, Happy Valentines Day.

~Lo

Announcement: A Hundred Different Skies – Poem on CHW

It’s just the poem – it’s now live on Coffee House Writers. A limited release hardback with fancy photography, less fancy paperback, and hardback versions of a poetry collection called “l’Identité Politique” will be made available for pre-order starting on Black Friday. These three projects may have a soft release earlier with some super secret links, so keep an eye out on Twitter and Instagram as the proofs come in.

For those that are curious about the title:

Political • Identity
(adj) /pəˈlidək(ə)l/ • (n) /ˌīˈden(t)ədē/

The aspect of one’s being relating to, affecting, or acting according to the interests of status or authority within an organization rather than matters of principle. How one relates to authority, society, and relationships. An aspect of personality determined from a young age. A pain in my father’s ass as is the family tradition.

If you are struggling with your holiday shopping list, remember that Indie Books and Art are great gifts. I’m going to start dedicating space to featured artists and authors more. Previously I didn’t have a grasp of how interviews could be misconstrued as more than just conveying information.

If you would like to have your book or art featured with a snippet about it, you, and a link to your website, please send me a DM on Twitter, Instagram, and/or email.

That’s it 🙂 That’s the whole thing.

Here’s a current draft cover for the softcover:

More details to come (and an explanation as to why A Hundred Different Skies is being released *very differently*)

Oh, and we’re going to be moving, but I think I may have mentioned that at one point? Anyways.

Have a great week ahead!

New Poem on Coffee House Writers: “Stolen”

This is an antique book of poetry from Scholastic – if you’re curious what super early Scholastic publications from the 1910s looked like.

My new poem “Stolen” is live on Coffee House Writers.

This one addresses how dementia interacts with emotional processing.

I can’t think of a single person that cares about the past generations that hasn’t been impacted by dementia in some way.

I don’t like writing too much about the meaning or inspiration behind my poems. Honestly, I prefer to leave it open for those that need it to be whatever they need in that moment.

If you have struggled with losing a family member or loved one through the slow process of dementia, I’m sorry. Please feel free to comment your personal experiences openly and freely below – I reserve the comments section for that. While I can never truly know your experience, you’re not alone.

The Bamboo Forest – A Poem

The Bamboo Forest

We walk through the side yard
Cut along the back fence ravine
Avoid the property line
Wherever my sister goes
I follow
She knows how to play the way I do
Unlike other kids
(I keep making mistakes)
We explore the dense poles
Green stalks transporting us
Foreign Land
My sister teaches me friendship
My sister teaches me
That someone understands
She shows me her treasures:
Newly discovered places
Secret grottos grown ups pass over
We are the wealthiest kingdom
I am a princess
But she is a Queen