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Literary Hook: Celebration signing, reading of new book April 2 at Womanspace
By Christine Swanberg
Author and Poet
I want to personally invite you to a celebration signing and reading of my new book, The Alleluia Tree, to be held at 7 p.m., Monday, April 2, at Womanspace, 3333 Maria Linden Drive, Rockford.
Besides reading selections from the book itself, there will be a little time for discussion of topics of interest to the audience. For more information, please call (815) 877-0118. The event is open to the public. I hope to see you there.
Here is the first poem in the collection. My publisher, David Gecic, of Puddin’head Press, thought it would be a good “invitation” into the rest of the book. I hope you think so, too.
If you prefer to order the book directly from the publisher, you can call 888-BOOKS98 or see Puddin’head Press online to use PayPal to order.
I also want to thank Barnes & Noble for sponsoring a store event for the Wednesday Writers, which was highly successful with at least 35 people and all chairs used.
You’re the One
You sit in the chiropractor’s office waiting
to have your spine straightened and strengthened.
You’re here because so many forces
have conspired to bring about your misalignment:
your first fall from the big Schwinn,
the accident which sent you rolling in a cornfield,
a lifetime of improper lifting,
the extra weight garnered slowly
to make up for the large girth of losses
the middle-aged mind readily conjures
before it begins its great journey of forgetting.
Perhaps you have had no luck
with established therapies
and wish to ward off intentional wounds,
your scars already knit from misappropriated
cruelties, snares, and scrapes collected
on this blue, imperfect planet.
Yet, here you are,
hopeful in your glorious misalignment,
still eager for healing
reading a recipe you might just try for dinner.
Misaligned or not, you stay the course,
despite the urn of mistakes sitting on your mantel.
My dear Mislocated, Misconstrued, Misshapened,
Mismanaged, and Mischievous,
it’s You. You’re the one
for whom I write these poems.
This poem was first published in Louisville Review and again in a chapbook created by the Neville Public Museum (Green Bay, Wis.). It is also included in The Alleluia Tree, now out from Puddin’head Press.
Christine Swanberg is a local author and poet. She has published about 300 poems in 70 journals and anthologies. The Alleluia Tree is her latest book. She teaches writing at The Clearing in Door County, Wisconsin, and gives workshops and readings thoughout the United States.
From the March 28-April 3, 2012, issue