In this second interview, Erika Lutzner shares her book, While Everything Slipped Away, published by Calypso Editions, 2016. The book straddles the public private spheres of bereavement in the experience of losing her husband in the 911 rescue attempts. In Erika’s words, these poems which began out of the surrealist necessity of grief, love, and elegies, “told her what to do”. And furthermore, in this transformation, she says, “I let go of so much to write the poems and when they formed a book, I felt a huge release. They became part of the world.” 

These poems are filled with political insight, beauty and horror, mind body juxtaposition, and a deep yearning that is cut with honest gratitude and reflection. There is a music in all of her lines that leaves the carved space of a loved one. And at the same time this is a space filled with memories of saturated wholeness. An attempt to share the intimate love that although all at once lost, also became shared.

Erika Lutzner has written one book, While Everything Slipped Away From Me (Calypso Editions) and five chapbooks; four with dancing girl press and one with Kattywompus Press. Her work can also be found in journals such as Jet Fuel Review and Harpy Hybrid.  She is the publisher of Scapegoat Review, an online journal. She grew up in Garrett Park MD, next to Porcupine Woods and behind the train tracks. She is a former violinist and chef and loves cats.

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• What were the first inspirations that made you desire to become a writer?

When my husband died, I started keeping a journal. I thought I was journaling, but my mother said that I was writing poems. I stopped, took a look and realized I could write poems. And it helped me so much with my grief to write about what was happening to me. I feel tongue tied much of the time and writing helps me to ‘speak’. I was told I was inarticulate as a child and writing made me coherent.  I could say the things I needed to say. 

• Who have been mentor writers in your career?

Ilya Kaminsky, Paul Celan, Yusef Komunyakaa, Nin Andrews, Shel Silverstein, Carson McCullers, Anne Sexton, Maurice Sendak and so so many others. For me, whether I meet a writer or if he/she is alive doesn’t matter. I take so much from their writing. The exception being Ilya Kaminsky. I learned an immense amount from working with him. He taught me a different way of thinking about writing, thinking, and poetry.

• How has your own work changed over time and why?

I have started writing centos and that is a whole new genre for me. I started writing them because I had so many lines of poems I loved saved up and I was having trouble being creative. It gave me a new outlet for creativity. I am a musical writer but over time, I have learned not to rhyme, although I throw them in from time to time. I am writing more surreal poetry and also writing about new subjects but always with a dark edge.

• Have you been influenced by different genres, and if so how?

I would say that tragedy and horror have influenced me quite a bit. I like to write things that are full of horror at the same time as being haunting and have beauty in them. Music is a huge influence on me. When I wrote this book, I listened to jazz, especially Miles Davis while I wrote so that has also impacted my writing. I love humor but I can only get it into my writing infrequently. I wish I could more.  I’ve been asked to write love poems but except for the book on Jon, which I consider a love story, I have a lot of trouble writing them.

• What are your plans for the future?

I would love to write more political poetry. And definitely more centos. I don’t know if I have another book in me, but definitely a few chapbooks.

• What are your views on writing by women as it has occurred in the past twenty years?

Everyday women writers are becoming more prolific. Their voices are growing. There are so many strong women writers. So many more than in the past. Their voices are finally being heard.

• Who are promising women writers to look at in the future?

Dianne Seuss and Diannely Antigua are two brilliant women writers.

• If you were asked to create a flexible label of yourself as a writer, what would it be?

I write juxtaposing beauty and horror. I write about what I know; death and evocative imaging; bitter truth. 

• In While Everything Slipped Away, we are faced with the destitute field and aftermath of 911 both literally and psychologically. Your husband was a computer programmer killed in the rescue attempts. For you then, 911 was both public and private. In this question I would like for you to focus on the private and how this was negotiated, one of which is detachment. We read, “Regret is the color of blood – the color of blood splattered.” (16) And “my left eye is / somewhere on Main Street or maybe it’s / still in the mulberry stained cup.” (29) Spiraling into, “They amputated your thighs from my hips.” (36) Was there a difference between writing it all down on the page and later constructing, editing, and crafting each poem? What was your writing process and did you experience any enlightenment through these acts of radical examination and self-discovery?

I was so raw when I wrote these poems that I didn’t think about public vs private. A lot of the poems are surreal. That was a form of detachment. I had to do it in order to keep sane. I don’t know that I really had a process other than spewing out all that was in my cluttered mind. I definitely had some form of enlightenment. Writing the worst things you possibly can, it brings truth forward. I was faced with my worst fears, and I survived. I discovered I was a lot stronger than I knew. I didn’t know any other way than to write what was in my mind. It was therapeutic.

In my process, I just wrote without thinking about the outcome. I couldn’t think about it considering the topic. I wrote about grief as a way to get it out of my system as a way to grieve. It ended up being very public but that wasn’t my intention. If I had thought about the very public aspect, I probably could not have written it at all. After he died, I kept to myself and only talked to a couple of people about his death. I was extremely private in my grief until I wasn’t.

• It is impossible not to address the political as well as the personal in your book. As well as the micro and at the same time macro all-encompassing entrapment of this occasion. At one point we read, “This country is run by a man who sends men and women to war over oil // America needs more sugar in her diet. / my husband dies in 2001 // The President says: “The Middle East is responsible” (23). How were you able to address the political messaging? What was the function by including it in your work? Did you learn anything from these actions of resistance in the visibility and sharing of your experience? Has the self-reflection of these issues changed over time and how do you feel about poetry being political?

I wasn’t thinking about private vs public at the time. I was vomiting out thoughts. I was writing love letters to Jon. Later, it became more difficult when everyone ‘celebrated’ 9/11. I had and still do have a difficult time with that. Because it is such a private thing for me. But at the time when I was writing, I just kept writing everything that was in my mind. Some people really related to my poems which made the visibility worth it to me.

I don’t believe in war. I used to believe in capital punishment until Jon died. Then I stopped believing because it would never bring him back and would just be more murder. I wanted horrible things to happen to Bin Laden though. Didn’t make sense in my mind. I put a lot of blame on him. I didn’t believe in God when Jon died. Now I have become spiritual because I feel there must be something more, something else. There definitely was a bigger picture in terms of what happens to us when we die. I thought all politicians were horrible people. That the WTC could be bombed before and we did nothing to catch the criminals and then 3000 people died. It was overwhelming to me. As for Trump, like I said he didn’t have anything to do with it but I would say today he reminds me of Hitler and we are letting this happen with him. It astounds me and saddens me and creates a lot of fear in me.

• In While Everything Slipped Away, intimacy and death hold an interchangeable exchange in the 911 movements of sorrow. Grocery Shopping, is “More intimate than sex / I do it with everyone / Harder to choose the perfect peach / Then to give a good blow job.” (48) This gives insight into how you were forced to face the public and private sphere of the towers and your love sacrificed in its destruction. All the while in an attempt to protect the public. You remind us that the emotional and innovative value we feel in our lives must be centered in physical reality. And, that intimacy and grief is indeed a public as much as private act. You write, “tell me how to capture sadness.” (51) How were you able to revolutionize your own will, without allowing it to dissolve your healing and spirit in such a public and private way? Can you speak more to this idea of your private grief and the public grief around you? Did your personal and public grief collide in any way? Were there different stages of writing and relating?

I actually felt better the more I wrote. I did not think of the private/public aspects very much when I was writing. I found writing to be cathartic. It allowed me to heal because I got out the horror of what was in my mind at the same time as writing about my love for Jon. I am actually a super private person but I don’t think I could have survived without writing this book. I just didn’t think about the public too much as I wrote. And in general, when I write, I tend not to think about the public. If I did, I would be stuck. I could not write. I had a really rough childhood, and I do write about it some. But because my parents are still alive, I do think about the effect it will have on them. It doesn’t stop me from writing, but it gives me cause. With this book, because I thought of it as a love letter, I didn’t have problems writing about Jon. I was so angry and sad and full of grief when I wrote it that I just said what was in my mind. And I wrote honestly because that is all I know how to do. When people ask me about poems at readings, I tend to get very tight lipped. I want the work to speak for itself. I don’t want to share my private self with the audience except through my writing. There, I will bare it all.

The editing was very intentional. It was very different than the writing of the poems. Some poems I wrote in forms while others were free verse. The poem told me what to do. I wanted to have well rounded poems. I started out writing poems of grief and Ilya Kaminsky told me I was writing a book. Then he said that the poems were actually one long poem so I worked with that and cut up the poems. It was all intentional. There was a lot of musicality involved in the writing and splitting up of the poems.

When Ilya told me I was writing a book, the work went from private to public. I realized all the poems were interconnected and could become something more. I wrote a book of grief, love and elegies. Once they were part of the book, I felt they could enter the public and I could still maintain my privacy. I didn’t have to share more of myself than I wanted to. I let go of so much to write the poems and when they formed a book, I felt a huge release. They became part of the world.

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