On days like this, being a publisher is a terrible job. I clearly remember the day I first read Margie Shaheed’s submission to the HCP poetry chapbook contest, which she won. Her words were energetic, smart, and funny–and eventually I found out just how well they represented her personality. I was proud to publish her work and felt lucky to call her a friend. I looked forward to the coming years, getting to be closer friends despite the geographic distance between our homes. But that was not meant to be. Goodbye, Sister Margie. I miss you already.
Margie featured at the Stone Soup Poetry series in Cambridge, MA. She made a new room full of fans. The terms electric and dynamic were made for her.
[photo by chad parenteau]