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Hugh C. Hyde Living Writers Series

The Living Writers Series at SDSU is one of the longest continuously running series in the nation.

Authors who have visited us in the recent years included: Edward Albee, Derek Walcott, Billy Collins, Philip Levine, Norman Rush, Alice Fulton, Gary Snyder, Carol Muske, Nahid Rachlin, Tess Gallagher, Dorianne Laux, Judy Grahn, Toi Dericotte, C.K. Williams, Rick Bass, David Mura, Clayton Eshleman, Jerome Rothenberg, Debra Magpie Earling, Wanda Coleman, Alicia Ostriker, Al Yong, Alan Gurganus, and Maxine Hong Kingston.

Also, our alumni, such as award-winning authors Sherod Santos, Richard Katrovas, Susan Luzzaro, Diana Garcia, Susan Vreeland, and others have participated in these events. Numerous publishers, such as Ted Pelton of Starcherone Books, Mathew Zapruder of Wave Books, Kate Gale of Red Hen Press and others also participate in our annual panels on publishing.

 

Fall 2014 Season

in our own words

The Hugh C. Hyde Living Writers Series, conjointly with the Department of English and Comparative Literature, invite you to celebrate 25 years of SDSU’s MFA in Creative Writing–
25 years of elegance and moxie— with events featuring MFA Faculty, Students, Affiliates, and Alumni.

Marilyn Chin: Wednesday, September 24th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

In the land of missing pronouns
Sun is a continuous performance
And we my love are nothing

From, “Quiet the Dog, Tether the Pony”


The Laurie Okuma Memorial Reading presents, Toni Jensen: Wednesday, October 8th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

In the morning, the sun would still be shining. I knew that. In the morning, a quiet was going to descend that could expand, could make that other quiet grow in a way that would bring on even more sadness.

From, From the Hilltop


Matt de la Peña
: Wednesday, October 22nd at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

And this time he just has his eyes on mine and a smile that’s fading off his face, draining like water from a bathtub, like sand through your fingers at the beach. This time his eyes get mad big and wide and scared and then they drift to the side, emptying out.

From, We Were Here



Peter Cole
: Wednesday, October 29th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

Gone is the griffin, the phoenix, the faun.
Only angels in the poem live on          

From, “Actual Angels”


Editors from Locked Horn Press discuss their compilation, Gendered and Written: Wednesday, November 12th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 406.


Marvin Bell
: Tuesday, November 18th at 4 p.m. in the Parma Payne Goodall Alumni Center, Fowler Family Ballroom.

The clean rain is like the peeling spine, papery,
of an important book title—it comes to mean the day
as words come to mean the things they wrap around,                    

From, “In My Nature: 3 Corrective Dialogues”


David Tomas Martinez
: Wednesday, December 3rd at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

Silence makes us explain ourselves.    

From, “Innominatus”

 

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Spring 2014 Season

Spring Kickoff Poetry Salon featuring, Srikanth Reddy and Suzanne Buffam: Wednesday, February 5th at 12:30 p.m. in Arts & Letters, Room 266.

 

Monika Zobel: Wednesday, March 5th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

Trees are shelters and wounds—
The longest fall occurs
between leaf and leaving.

From, “To Begin at Breath”

 

Sherwin Bitsui: Wednesday, March 12th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

Born with leaves under our coats,
two years of solitude,
the sky never sailed from us,

From, “Blankets of Bark”

 

The Laurie Okuma Memorial Reading presents, Renee Swindle: Wednesday, March 19th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

He’s built like a wrestler and wears a silver suit that strains against his Popeye-like biceps; his chest bubbles out from his shirt like a growth. He looks, in fact, like a baby shark standing on its dorsal fins.       

From, Shake Down the Stars

 

Mel Freilicher: Wednesday, March 26th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

In my youth, I liked to believe that as long as I was sufficiently obsessed, nothing could touch me.           
From, The Encyclopedia of Rebels

 

Jessica Piazza: Wednesday, April 9th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

Like lighter flame in wind, you wind your hand
around the ember of my bending body.                 

From, “Clithrophilia”

 

Janice Steinberg: Wednesday, April 16th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

The rage…it’s as if embers have leaped out of the fireplace and set me alight. My body is smoldering, my brittle hair a torch.    

From, The Tin Horse

 

MFA Graduate Reading: Wednesday, April 30th at 7 p.m. in Scripps Cottage.

 

Rick Bass: Wednesday, May 7th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

Blue like a scent trapped in the ice, waiting for some soft release, some thawing, so that it can continue spreading.

From, The Hermit’s Story


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Fall 2013 Season

The Laurie Okuma Memorial Reading presents: Pireeni Sundaralingam: Wednesday, September 18th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

My country is a white blindness,
an absence of newsprint,
a vacuum of words
From, “My Country is a White Blindness”

 

Halina Duraj: Wednesday, October 9th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

He wears a striped silk cravat, has a closed-lipped smile, a large nose, sharp eyes, a slick black widow’s peak. When he speaks, his new gold tooth winks in the light.     From, Fatherland

 

Dana Gioia: Thursday, October 31st at 3:30 p.m. in the Parma Payne Goodall Alumni Center.

The heart of the matter, the ghost of a chance,
A tremor, a fever, an ache in the chest.
The moth and the candle beginning their dance,
A cool white sheet on which nothing will rest.                 
From, “The Heart of the Matter” (Pity the Beautiful)

 

Tomaz Salamun: Wednesday, November 6th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

Wanderer, the moon has its own saying:
I would pour over your face with a bucket so
the water would flow onto your clothes.  
From, “Movements” (There’s the Hand and There’s the Arid Chair)

 

Ofelia Zepeda: Wednesday, November 13th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

Should we ask to be rainmakers
Should we ask to be good runners
or should we ask to be heartbreakers.
No, we are not ready to be here at this ocean.    
From, “Ocean Power” (Ocean Power: Poems from the Desert)

 

William Luvaas: Wednesday, November 20th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

Histories reside in this ash—the palimpsest of a distant purposefulness. Ashes pile in drifts against fences, turn our lawns calcium white, make a foul, acrid soup of water in dogs’ bowls. 
From, Ashes Rain Down

 

Sandra Alcosser: Wednesday, December 4th at 7 p.m. in Love Library, Room 430.

Grizzlies walk the trail in green moonlight.
It’s smoother, more silent. Dream-white
antelope float across your clearing,
tasting, marking footrocks.              
From, “A Night on Goat Haunt” (A Fish to Feed All Hunger)

 

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Our events are free and open to the public. For more information, please contact Meagan Marshall at marshall_Meagan@yahoo.com or join our group on Facebook.