Poem of the Week: “Let Go”

This week, I share a weekly poem from my poetry collection.

Please feel free to share the Photo Poem image, or just the words (in your own card / letter) with your loved ones—I only ask that you please acknowledge the poetess.

Margota

About This Week’s Poem:

My poem, entitled “Let Go”, was composed in an attempt to end my “suffering” over the unquenchable desire that I felt for something, which I thought I wanted, but which I instinctively knew I could never actually have. I knew that the object of my desire was unattainable precisely because if I reached it, it would transform into something else. Because what I really wanted was the state of desire—and desire is ultimately fleeting, requiring discontentment, which results in suffering. I used this moment as an opportunity to capture in a poem the philosophy by which I currently live my life. I have been cultivating this philosophy over the past several years, and it is working for me: I feel content.

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Highlights from Boobs Book Signing Party at Friends For Life

Boobs Book Signing Party at Friends For Life

Boobs Book Signing Party at Friends For Life

I had so much fun being with my guests at my Boobs book ‘signing’ and poetry ‘reading’ party at Friends For Life (FFL) on Saturday June 4, 2016.

I truly loved ad libbing, performing, sharing the stage with musician friend, Enrico Renz of the Red Herring band, and with poet friend, Jon Ballam (PhilosopherPoet), who collaborated with me on some readings.

The 25 guests were my beloved friends from most of my various walks of my life. We had all sorts of writers / poets, artists, musicians, cyclists, professionals / engineers, public / customer service providers, and lovers of life in our midst

Guests at Boobs Book Signing Party at Friends For Life

Guests at Boobs Book Signing Party at Friends For Life

The Poetess, Moving as in a Dance

The Poetess, Moving as in a Dance

And I had some fabulous assistants throughout the day and evening—helping me deliver and take back my “party supplies”, serving food and cleaning up, giving a tour of the FFL house, and making the whole evening look and feel glamorous.

I feel grateful that they made this night possible, together with others who were there in spirit, including the book’s publisher Caitlin Press.

It was all so wonderful.

The feedback that I received at the event, in my guestbook, and online afterwards, was a mix of praise: for me, my readings, my writings, and the event, and of gratitude: for my invitations and for me sharing my talents.

The Writer, 'Reading" from Boobs

The Writer, ‘Reading” from Boobs

“The musical accompaniment was superb!”

“I really enjoyed the evening and it was a beautiful place to hold your Boobs book signing party.”

“Thank you so much for including me in this inspiring evening.”

“Thanks for the lovely evening and for being you!”

“You are bursting with radiance tonight, Margota!”

“You shine!”

“Bloom on!”

The nutritious and delicious food was devoured and the wine flowed aplenty! I served refreshments consisting of:

The Writer Presenting 'Signed' Copy of Boobs to Beloved Reader

The Writer Presenting ‘Signed’ Copy of Boobs to Beloved Reader

The house’s famous brunch table was adorned in white tablecloth, beeswax candles from my Honey Lady at the West End Farmers Market, and potted mini red roses (of course)—gently thorned.

On display around the room, for my guests to peruse and enjoy, I had my photo poem postcards in frames and in a booklet, and photo poem wall pictures.

My guests very generously donated with their RSVPs and to the event’s donation box—painted black with the red Depeche Mode rose.

It was truly a fabulous and fun evening.

The Writer / Poetess Taking White Wine Time Out

The Writer / Poetess Taking White Wine Time Out

The Evening’s Readings:

Maggie (Margota), reading:

“I Am an Enigma” (16-01-29)
Excerpt from “Reclaiming My Thorns” from Boobs anthology

Jon Ballam (PhilosopherPoet), reading
Poems from Boobs anthology:

“First Class After Lunch—Mid-1960s” by Marilyn Belak
“Radiant” by Miranda Pearson
“Breasts” by Kate Braid

Maggie (Margota), reading:

“Befriending Fear” (15-12-31-rev16-01-25)
“Vampirellas (The Immortal Breasts)” (15-08-24-rev15-08-27)
“Releasing” (15-06-27-rev16-05-26)

Jon Ballam (PhilosopherPoet), reading
Poem written for
Maggie Wojtarowicz, Margota—Poetess:

teach me to whisper

Jon Ballam (PhilosopherPoet) and Maggie (Margota),
reading duet of Maggie (Margota) Poem:

The Missing Sun and The Ephemeral Moon” (15-06-13-rev15-07-15)

Maggie (Margota), reading:

“Mistress P” (15-03-04)
“Seek to Find” (15-09-20)
“With Eyes Wide Open” (16-04-18)

Highlights from Boobs Book Launch Party at Heartwood Cafe

The Writer 'Reading' from Boobs at Book Launch

The Writer ‘Reading’ from Boobs at Book Launch

On Friday April 29, 2016, at Vancouver’s Heartwood Community Café, I did my first public book launch ‘reading’ from my “Reclaiming My Thorns” story published in the Boobs anthology for an audience of about 70 people.

My ‘reading’ was accompanied on a guitar by a musician friend, Enrico Renz of the Red Herring band—also a first for me—and it proved a great success for the audience and for me. It made my dance-like movements when I speak appear more in-place and gave gentle echos to the silent pauses in my speech.

I say ‘reading’ in quotes, because I needed to memorize the roughly 7 minute speech / excerpt reading, as my dystonia condition still does not allow my eyes to stay open and my voice to work at the same time (i.e., no reading out loud for more than a few words at a time).

The Writer Presenting 'Signed' Copy of Boobs to Beloved Reader

The Writer Presenting ‘Signed’ Copy of Boobs to Beloved Reader

But I was able to see—and with much gratitude, to enjoy—so many in the audience tear up as well as laugh throughout my ‘reading’, reassuring me that I was being heard: literally and figuratively.

I ‘signed’ my story in others’ copies of the book using my “authorstamp package” (i.e., autograph, Maggie’s way), and I had my copy signed by the other anthology contributors reading their stories with me and others in attendance.

I also say ‘signed’ in quotes, because my “autograph” consists of my “authorstamp” and a bookmark that includes a photo poem on one side and my story of why I use an authorstamp on the other.

Why Authorstamp Bookmark

Why Authorstamp Bookmark

I had a lot of fun performing at this event and feel so grateful for the table-full-and-a-half of friends who joined me and my co-contributors to enjoy the readings, the venue, and each other!

Boobs Book Launch at Heartwood Cafe

Boobs Book Launch at Heartwood Cafe

Poem of the Week: “Touch of Valentine”

Happy Valentine’s to You!

I share my latest poem for the occasion. Please feel free to share the image or just the words (in your own card / letter) with your loved one(s)—I only ask that you acknowledge the poetess.

<3 @ <3 @ <3

Margota

About This Week’s Poem:

My poem, entitled “Touch of Valentine”, was originally composed on a relatively rare sunny moment in February in Vancouver, BC. It captures the sentiment that I feel towards those who touch my life in various, sometimes mysterious, ways. While sitting at my desk, organizing my poems into a spreadsheet one afternoon, I looked up as the sun’s rays burst through my windows, washing over me a feeling of loving connectedness—I felt compelled to express it as a poem, thus capturing the moment.

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Poem of the Week: “Ceremonies” and Taking a Leap: Going Public

Choose the words that you use;
treat your fear as a muse.

Taking my own advice from my recent poem on “Befriending Fear”, I am taking a leap! After hanging out on the edge of my self-constructed cliff for years (decades?), looking over the edge to measure myself up against WHAT will be IF or WHEN I finally jump, at last, I am jumping! And it feels like it’s happening in slow motion, but I am in motion now!!

Update on My Social Media Presence:

Margota, Poetess and Writer

Margota, Poetess and Writer

I am starting a public Facebook Page (Margota, Poetess and Writer) and an Instagram account (@margota.ca), for starters, adding to my semi-secret website*, www.maggiesway.ca (also accessed through www.margota.ca).

I invite you to Like my new Page and follow my Posts!

*Some of my website posts remain under lock & key for various privacy and contest publication reasons—thank you for understanding!

With all that, and my impending publications, I am trialling a pseudonym / pen name / nom de plume: Margota. A dear friend who helped me rediscover the poetess inside me, calls me by this name, and I love it. It combines the letters from the myriad of versions of my first name, in my native Polish and my chosen English varieties, and includes letters from my surname. Although I like my existing names: Maggie / Margaret / Malgorzata Wojtarowicz, they are a mouthful to pronounce and are complicated to remember for my publication purposes. Simply Maggie works for me as well, but it isn’t very original for readers to recognise this Maggie and for anyone promoting my writing to be specific enough. Margota is unique!

Update on My Publications:

The Writer on First Bike Writing Retreat on Galiano Island

The Writer on First Bike Writing Retreat on Galiano Island

I am thrilled to announce that my first literary nonfiction story has been accepted for publication in the Boobs anthology, by Caitlin Press. It is expected to come out this Spring 2016. I drafted this story, originally entitled “My Vampire Boobs” and edited into “Reclaiming My Thorns”, during my first bike writing retreat to Galiano Island last Summer. I’ll be publishing this story under my full name while my nom de plume gets trialled out on social media. I would love for anyone interested, to join me at the book launch in Vancouver this Spring and any other celebrations I organize for it! I feel so grateful to my friends, nearby and from across the continents: A.K., B.S., C.L., G.F., M.C., M.F., M.L., N.P., S.M., S.M., and V.K., for helping me shape my story through the first 5 of the eventual 10 drafts and for creating the space for me to draft it.

Update on My Readings:

The Writer at Her First Open Mic Poetry Reading--definitely in the spotlight!

The Writer at Her First Open Mic Poetry Reading–definitely in the spotlight!

I have now given three readings of my poetry during Pandora’s Collective open mic part of their Twisted Poets Literary Salons (how appropriately named!). I had so much fun at the last one after a great brainstorming session with the amazing SFU’s Writer In Residence and Poet, Jordan Scott (so creative in his poetry and presentation!). We chatted about strategies to help me reduce my voice-restricting anxieties and to help audience members understand my own words better. It was so wonderful to receive such great feedback from the audience during and after my performance. I was so touched by one man’s teary eyes as he professed that seeing me read my poetry that night has motivated him to do something more with his life. Wow!

A few days later, a new friend from the Kitsilano Poetry Group in which I participate, has similarly shared with me that my poetry presentations at our group meetings have inspired a poem from him. He dedicated his poem, entitled “teach me to whisper”, to me on his Philosopher/Poet website.

Update on My Submissions to Writing Competitions:

The Writer with Her Poem Postcards

The Writer with Her Poem Postcards

I continue to make my poetry contest submissions, having submitted to the following Writing Competitions since my last update:

My latest submission was super fun: the 2016 Postcard Story Contest by Geist Literary Magazine out of Vancouver. I created my own poem postcard, as I am trialling this idea of sharing my poetry as a source of income (possibly to sell on Etsy.com website marketplace), and I wrote my “Seeking Life” story to accompany my poem (by the same title) about this darling hummingbird that got trapped in my apartment.

About This Week’s Poem:

And with my first poem of the week for 2016, I will give thanks for all these wonderful literary happenings and for all the people who have contributed to making them possible. I wrote my poem, entitled “Ceremonies”, on a sunny afternoon while I sat on a rock in the middle of a river surrounded by terraced rice fields during my self-directed healing retreat in Bali last Fall 2015. It was inspired by the daily rituals of the Balinese people to offer gratitude for absolutely anything and everything (sometimes it seemed that they were making up reasons to celebrate–which felt rather familiar!).

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