Poet Kamal Parmar talks about her, poems and more!
Posted by Kim | Posted in Authors, Book Formats, Paper Books, Video interviews, Word On The Street | Posted on 02-09-2011
Tags: Kamal Parmar, kim plumley, Nanaimo, Poetry, summer, the Prairies, Word On The Street
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I do not have the end of summer blues. Well, OK, maybe a aqua blue, but not a blue-blue. I will miss the kids when they head back to school. I will miss the on-the-go adventures that came over us in the afternoons. Heading to rivers, lakes, oceans and seeing friends.
Fall has it’s own rhythm and I enjoy it too. Lots of new projects coming up…. Word on the Street is around the corner and the new fall books get released. Heaven right there.
This summer I met a Nanaimo poet, named Kamal Parmar. I really enjoyed her words. She writes about her love of BC, The Prairies and her home of India. I liked how she had found all of her and put it into words. I am pleased that she did not stick to only Indian poems or poems of the Prairies and BC. I think the variety defines her. It is who she is and what she loves. That was very appealing to me and it was a joy to read her work.
I did a video interview with Kamal. We learn a lot about her past, how she started writing and more. I hope you enjoy it and the poem she reads. All about the end of summer.
Thanks – and keep reading,
Kim



(Peg here) This is usually the time of year when I want to redecorate. Again. But better than last time. With stuff I really like. With planning and good judgement. With actual taste and style. Usually, I end up buying new dishcloths and it seems to stifle any healthy urge I have for change. But, I read plenty of decorating books before I get to that point. A perennial fave (no pun intended, Kim) is Christopher Lowell’s
(Peg here) Gotta be Stuart Little. A few years ago when my parents cleared out their house, my brother Matthew stole my copy and I was forced to buy a new one from a garage sale. (Are you listening you little weasel?) The newer editions don’t have the original illustrations. I must have read that book hundreds of times, or perhaps had it read to me hundreds of times. I was so passionate about the idea of miniaturization. At one point, I wanted to move into a bookshelf in the living room and make myself a bed out of a matchbox. I had cleared shelf space and started to hang postage stamps as pictures when my mother patiently explained to me that it would never happen. I’m still not sure I believe her.

A book in the style I would write might be something like Freya Stark’s books about her travels in the Middle East. Her stories are written as her firsthand accounts as the first European (and a woman!) to explore many parts of Beirut, Iran, and other areas nearby. She writes in that florid, English style of the 1930’s, using all the richness that the English language has to offer. And the fact that her descriptions are of her own experiences makes for very detailed and interesting reading.

(Peg here) I’m just now reading Tina Fey’s Bossypants. She is freakin’ brilliant. I bought the special edition for iPad with embedded audio, and it makes me laugh even harder hearing it read in her own voice, hearing where she pauses and where she reads more quickly. But her comedy doesn’t rely on timing. It relies on parallels to our own lives. If I was thinner, shorter, and Greek, I really think I would be a lot like Tina Fey. Or not.



