Web Del Sol presents Sarah Gambito as a Featured Poet for 2005 National Poetry Month.


The Poetry Chapbook

Paloma Loves

Ethnicity is a Noodle King

Immigration

Paloma’s Light Journal, January 2nd

Paloma’s Light Journal: May 8th

Paloma and I Admire the Neon Lights

Paloma, Because I Love Her

Paloma’s Church in America

Blackberrying

The Ghosts Are Good Looking

 


 

Sarah Gambito holds degrees from The University of Virginia (B.A.) and Brown University (M.F.A.). Her poems have appeared in The Iowa Review, The Antioch Review, The New Republic, Quarterly West, Fence and other journals. She lives in New York City.

 


 

"Early in Sarah Gambito’s book, we learn that 'You cannot be in two places at once.' In fact, the personality presented in these poems (they are personal poems; that is to say, they have their own unique and consistent personality) seems to have come from Elsewhere, on the way to Everywhere."
— Keith Waldrop

 

"The poems in Sarah Gambito's first book, Matadora, are sheer juxtapositions of anything--star fish, Tagalog, frisson-- and the friction very often adds a political dimension to the poetic. Lovely!"
—Kimiko Hahn

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


Could you take us to the day when you first realized you were a poet?

I was sixteen.

I had just found ee cummings.

I wanted to get the hell out of Virginia.

His poems were full of questions and experiments and theater.

Was there a poem that made you a poet?

yes. here it is. by ee cummings.
so unabashed, proud of emotional giving.

since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
—the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says

we are for each other: then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life's not a paragraph

And death I think is no parenthesis

What is the childhood of a poet like?

A childhood full of books and empty of communication. Kind of monastic. Like you’re eleven years old and working on illuminated manuscripts most everyone can’t read.

Do you think Filipino families are generally accepting of poets and artists among them? Why? How was it for you as a poet in your family?

The Filipino families I grew up with were not generally accepting of poets/artists. Mothers and fathers of these families were immigrants to this country—my family among them. It seemed that there was a definite push—sometimes explicit sometimes not—that you were raised in America to become someone who wears a white lab coat. Whether it be a doctor, a nurse, a denist, or a dental hygienist.

In terms of aesthetics, where do you see yourself in the world of poetry?

Oh. I don't know. I suppose I'd say a pastiche of: lyric, confession, avant-garde.

If there is one word/one moment/one insight you can bring poetry to, what is poetry all about?

Writing a true sentence.

How does poetry affect your roles in life?

I suppose it doesn't impinge on my other roles in life. I don't think about being a poet, or writing poems. It is just a part of what I do in the world.

How do you write a poem?

Usually I write because something haunts me. And won't let me go until I give it the right words.

Describe the world around you when you write poetry ( e.g. physical space).

I'm not picky about surroundings at all. I can write on the subway or at a christmas party. Mostly though, I write in my room or at a cafe.

What are your inspiration in poetry?

The unsayable, the relentless.
Crusaders inspire me.
And trying to make a difference.
Many times I feel like I'm trying to write to where it is I want to be.
So, at the same time, it's the hope of more love for the world that I live in now.


We live in very uncertain times, where do poets place in them?

Hopefully, poets are at the fighting edge. It brightened my heart to find out the Maxine Hong Kingston was arrested for protesting this last ridiculous Iraq war.

How did your first book come into being?

Ostensibly, it began as my thesis in grad school.

Is there an ideal reader for your book?

I love all readers.

What are some insights you can give a young poet? a young poet-of-color?

I’d say. Go where you need to go. If you are meant to write, don’t let anything stop you. Go through a brick wall if you have to. But first of all, live a life that is here on earth. Be generous with yourself and with others. Drink wine. Go to the movies. Buy someone you love a
necklace.


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This vivid, incisive, feminist debut skewers Filipina American gender roles with its delightful sense of humor. With seriocomic tone, these elliptical lyrics reveal illusions and exclusions at the heart of America’s global narrative of economic “progress,” and the attendant loss of cultural identity and memory. At the same time,Matadora challenges traditional Filipina gender norms, beginning with the title which feminizes a word and profession traditionally masculine.

 

"....employs a cryptic, staccato style that implies much more than meets the eye.”
—Library Journal

 

"In Sarah Gambito’s first book, a world is reborn and so to accommodate it the speaker assumes just so many multiple elations, all of them daughters and sisters of the things of the world. These poems fly in from other countires. They blur the speed of prayers with alt.rock lyrics. In the poems continents reverse themselves as if drifting in amniotic fluid, lines of lineage re-emerge and voices in other languages adopt themselves to various new forms of speech. The speaker arrives from time to time. She is like snow. She takes short holidays. She smiles at birthday cards. She can eat anything that doesn’t criticize her. Some of her ex-lovers were not teenagers. She flits from Tagalog to East Villagese. She has a halogen stereo and waits for 'my late great Chachi.' She goes to clubs and raw bars and a street in Tagatay. She tries on her butterfly kite. Through all this, she is the breathless sum of her various accoutrements: crystal and sea-egg, a borealis, a lamp, a holidaypipe, a Paloma, a sister. A beautiful book."
—Tan Lin

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