Description
Swinging Between Water and Stone is a collection of poems comprising four sections. Each section roughly represents the four stages of the never-ending reincarnation cycle: birth, life, death and rebirth. These themes recur in each section, propelling these poems the way smaller wheels turn within larger wheels. Settings, both urban and rural, imaginary and real, domestic and distant, terrestrial and astral create a kind of existential road trip where the reader as traveller comes across signposts that lead to both the familiar and the inexplicable.
About the author
Steven Mayoff was born and raised in Montreal, lived in Toronto for 17 years and has been writing full time in the bucolic splendour of western Prince Edward Island since 2001. His fiction and poetry have appeared in literary journals across Canada and the U.S., as well as in Ireland, France and Algeria.
His story collection, Fatted Calf Blues, won a 2010 PEI Book Award, was short-listed for a 2010 Re-Lit Award and was a Top 5 Finalist for the 2011 CBC Cross-Country Bookshelf (Maritime division). It was praised in the Globe & Mail as showing “a strong imagination at work.”
He has collaborated on short radio plays for CBC and on a stage play, Bully, which was produced at the Theatre Centre in Toronto in 2001. He received a nomination for a Dora Mavor Moore Award as lyricist for the musical, SwingStep, which was staged at the Ford Centre in North York in 1999.
As a librettist he has written a rock musical, Dorian, with composer Ted Dykstra and a short chamber opera, Milk Bar, with composer Jim O’Leary, which was performed as a student production at Mount Allison University in 2014. He is currently working on a full-length opera, Sikutopia, with Greenlandic composer, Arnannguaq Gerstrøm.
He is also completing a poetry collection, Red Planet Postcards, to be published in 2016. Our Lady of Steerage is his first novel. His web site is www.stevenmayoff.ca
Excerpt: Swinging Between Water and Stone (by (author) Steven Mayoff)
Some will say we are monkeying around with the grievingprocess when we swing betweenwater and stone. Some will say love is only courageous when we can let go.Some will say I'm exaggeratingthe disfigurement of thesecourgettes for comic effect in an effortto mask my self-loathing.(an excerpt from Courgettes From My Sister's Garden)
