I made it! I’ve been in Port Townsend for about two weeks now and still can’t shake how overwhelmingly warm and kind everyone is. That’s sort of why this post is delayed; I didn’t know how to describe something so breathtaking. My commute to the Press is less than a mile up and down a hill and through the acres of land comprising Fort Worden. Look to the horizon and I'll see the bay crowned in mountains cutting the clear blue sky. I know, clear days in Washington? I thought I'd never see sunny skies again, but Port Townsend really is an anomaly.
I’ve only just started to explore the grounds more. One of the most incredible sites is Memory’s Vault, a collaborative work between poet and Copper Canyon Press founder Sam Hamill and architect Richard Turner. Completed in 1988, the project is up a winding incline, tucked away from the Press and other buildings. Hamill’s poems are rendered on tall stone pillars among other stone creations like benches and even a center-stage throne. It’s a place of inner peace and quiet beauty, a refugee within the pines.
This upcoming winter/spring season is going to be incredible. I’m so fortunate to be able to work with an awesome team of fellow interns and staff members who have already proved to be resourceful and supportive. Our start to the season was colored with grief from the sudden passing of C. D. Wright. Although her death was a shock and tragedy to the entire Press, I feel honored to be a part of an organization that celebrates her tremendous work and timeless voice.
I’m also working on a few projects of my own, including one multimedia text I’m very very excited about... This place is nothing short of inspirational, so I’m sure I’ll be writing more and more here. I’ll be keeping C. D. Wright’s words close to my heart:
"Poetry is the language of intensity.”
Time to light some fires and spin the smoke.