Maggie Hess

245 McDowell St.

Bristol, TN 37620

Phone:

423 383 8704

E-mail:

maggie@kitenet.net

Website:

https://kitenet.net/~maggie/

Author's Bio

Appalachian poet, Maggie Hess, was born on a back to the land farm by her eco-feminist peace activist mother and poet father, founder of the Sow's Ear Magazine, which were the first words Maggie ever read. Inspired by botanical artist/off grid solarpunk/disability transgender rights activist/ OBGYN spirit guide siblings, and her transformational battle with schizoaffective disorder, her poetry has been widely read. Maggie won the Leidig Poetry Award judged by Linda Pastan and the May B Smith writing award & recently won honorable mention in Wild Leek's Chapbook Contest judged by Ron Rash.

Publications and Prizes

Journals:

A! Magazine for the Arts, Alehouse Press, Blue Fifth Review, Cobalt Review, Friends Journal, Hobart, Indian Review, Milk Sugar, Postcard Poems and Prose, S/tick, Aurorean, The Dead Mule School of Southern Literature, Tule Review, Visitant

Prizes Won:

“My Ritual” Awarded May B. Smith English Composition Award for April 2010. “Peace in Role Play” awarded the Leidig Poetry Prize and published in A! Magazine, 2006. Awarded Second Place in the First-Year Essay Contest, 2002. Honorable mention in Wild Leek's Chapbook Contest judged by Ron Rash, 2017.

Personal Favorites

What I'm Reading Now:

The Four Agreements by Miguel Ruiz

Favorite Books:

Hojoki

Favorite Authors:

Errol Hess, Elizabeth Vega, Libby Jones, Rumi, Basho, Issa, Peace Pilgrim, Kelly McGonigal, Kamo no Chomei, Toko pa Turner., Miguel Ruiz.

Reviews, Recordings, and Interviews

More Information

Listed as:

Poet

Gives readings:

Yes

Travels for readings:

Yes

Identifies as:

Appalachian

Prefers to work with:

Any

Fluent in:

English

Born in:

Scott County, Virginia

Raised in:

Bristol, TN

work_excerpt:

Locust Men Every morning the world is blank again, letters form like little dancing beings against the sky out in the foreground the locust men, silhouette creatures without hips or breasts, and the song of some dog munching and lapping and panting and sniffing and smacking; another person in another room flushing and rushing and clearing her throat, putting back her head like another bird launching high eating a drop of rain falling like love, dogs walking in a comforting way doing what they do bringing their person joy just relieving themselves.

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Last updated: Jan 20, 2019