September 23, 2010 by Reader's Connection
The Rufus & Louise Reiberg Reading Series at IUPUI gets under way on October 7th. Visiting authors for the fall are listed below.
All readings are free and open to the public. IUPUI´s University Library is located at 755 W. Michigan St. The Campus Center is located at 420 University Boulevard. Visitor parking is available in the North Street Garage, 819 W. North St. and the Vermont Street Garage, 1004 W. Vermont Street. Visitor parking will be validated. For more information about the series, contact Terry Kirts at firstname.lastname@example.org or (317) 274-8929.
Adrian Matejka, poet
Thursday, 7:30 p.m.
University Library Lilly Auditorium (lower level)
Matekja is a graduate of Pike High School. His reading is also the awards ceremony for the IUPUI Poetry Contest.
The poems in Adrian Matejka’s second collection, Mixology, shapeshift through the myriad meanings of mixing to explore and explode ideas of race, skin politics, appropriation, and cultural identity. Whether the focus of the individual poems is musical, digital, or historical, the otherness implicit in being of more than one racial background guides Matejkas work to the inevitable conclusion that all things, no matter how disparate, are parts of the whole. — Publisher’s note
Using jazz and blues rhythms with telling allusions to Miles Davis, Ornette Coleman, and Billie Holiday, Matejka fashions a powerful autobiography in verse in this debut collection. Matejka’s theme is the devilish perversity of a white society that leaves him anguished to the point of crying in his “own vomit.” He is victimized because of his biracial background: by a white man with a shotgun, a Puerto Rican playmate with a lethal fist, and a man who wants to hang him with a rope. He is further damaged by the acrimonious separation of his black father and white mother and by the abortion of his own child, “a cataract/ of misplaced blood.” What redeems Matejka are visionary moments when a jazz trumpeter becomes a “fist of glitter punched up/ through the stage,” or when common crows appear to “tap-dance landscapes.” — Library Journal
Sean Thomas Dougherty, poet
Wednesday, 7:30 p.m.
Campus Center 409
In the spring of 2007 after a series of traumas including a shooting assault that nearly killed his son, Sean Thomas Dougherty left his teaching job and retreated into a small two room flat on the East Side of Erie, PA. For the next two years Dougherty “listened to my neighbors, helped my friend with a heroin habit, fathered a daughter with her, and watched helplessly as another friend went crazy. More than anything I listened. I listened to my walls. I listened to the silence. I listened to my neighbor Sasha, and I wrote as she hung her laundry on the line.” Out of his working class neighborhood, and his travels later sponsored by the US State Department in the Balkans, Dougherty takes us inside language itself: in narratives, monologues, invented forms, lists and prose poem collages, he sings for us his street-driven tough-hearted human arias. — Publisher’s note
Sean Thomas Dougherty has built a house and packed it full of “remember them” (to paraphrase a poem of his): room upon room of song, smell, death, and dance from the four corners and the mixed races of his family, and much else besides: from Jews to African-Americans to Poles. It is over the top, which means high-reaching. His forms are varied . . . It’s a slim book but a large house. I’ll have to re-enter it many times before I manage to wander through every room. I’m just not used to this much music. I don’t dance much. Reading these poems is like standing in the middle of a dance floor, or next to Dougherty himself reading (rapping) these poems with musical accompaniment. I’ll have to re-tune my ears to soak up this symphony; that’s not a bad thing. — Zackary Sholem Berger on http://www.h-ngm-n.com/
Allison Lynn, novelist
Thursday, 7:30 p.m.
Campus Center 409
Haunting debut about a husband’s attempt to unravel the mystery of his wife’s disappearance.Well-educated and sophisticated, David and Jessica both come from upper-middle class backgrounds and, after a period of youthful rebellion in their adolescent and college years, have drifted back into a privileged Manhattan milieu of clubs and charity benefits. David is an investigative reporter at a glossy travel magazine; Jessica teaches at an exclusive private school uptown. Although their marriage has had its share of grief (especially in their long and futile attempt to have a child), it seems solid and capable of weathering the storms of age. But one day David is shocked to come home from a business trip and find Jessica gone without a trace. A spur-of-the-moment trip? Hardly–Jessica had classes that Monday morning and has never missed a day of school. Another man? Just as unlikely–her keys and wallet are still in the apartment. The NYPD detective glumly tells David that missing persons who aren’t found within 72 hours are usually never found at all, but David becomes more convinced with each passing day that Jessica is alive . . . Lynn’s gripping and feverish tale builds momentum page by page–right up to a surprise climax that confounds all expectations but seems obvious once it arrives. — Kirkus Reviews