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AUGUST 13, 2019


From the ancient capital of Egypt, where a man buys fresh bread “just after the first call / to prayer, when the sky, still star-filled, / goes lavender along the city’s rooftops,” to the summit of Mount Everest, from which a “plume of snow” flies “like a silken Buddhist scarf,” Claire Zoghb’s poems are layered with potent imagery that hits home even half a world away.

A West Haven native, Zoghb grew up among the potent images peculiar to beach life, in a house just blocks from the sand, where the neighborhood kids spent every summer day while their moms parked their lawn chairs in a circle to watch them and socialize. Maybe the salt and sun of those days has something to do with Zoghb’s love affair with Lebanon, Egypt and other warmer climes that frequently provide the sounds, smells, tastes and other sensations of her poetry. But she traces the genesis of these poems to a life-changing trip she took to France as a graduate student. There, she met a Lebanese man who talked about the civil war then raging in his country. That serendipitous connection led her to pursue a thesis involving Lebanon when she returned to Wesleyan University in Middletown. And that project led to an interview with the man who would become her husband, Nicolas Zoghb, who had grown up in Lebanon and was then studying electrical engineering at the University of New Haven.

In “Apples,” the opening poem of her collection Small House Breathing (2009), which won the 2008 Annual Book Award of the Quercus Review Poetry Series, Zoghb describes their first date, on which they stopped at a roadside farm stand. In the poem, a man picks out two apples, and he and his date drive on, eating. The narrator watches as he consumes his apple—core, seeds, stem and all.

I don’t know whether to be frightened or impressed
by this man who eats apples whole, takes everything into

himself and leaves nothing behind. Not even one polished
brown seed, hardened in the shape of a tear.

But it’s her future father-in-law, Fouad, whom Zoghb refers to as her “muse.” Their relationship got off to a rough start. They met for the first time in Cyprus at Nick’s brother’s wedding, but his father wasn’t expecting her and refused to acknowledge her presence. After shunning her for five years, Fouad came to visit New Haven. “He was great in the car on the way back [from the airport],” Zoghb recalls. Later, “he took from his pocket this little airmail envelope filled with seeds. And he gave them to me.” In “Seeds,” she writes:

I dropped the garden hose and into my palm
he shook some of the dusty seeds from their paper home,
seeds waiting for earth, destined to sprout, grow into trees
bearing a fruit for which there is no name in my language,
a taste impossible to describe in any tongue.

It was “the beginning of something,” Zoghb recalls. “Then we had fun, and I learned that I could tease him… We really had a wonderful time together.” A few years later, in 2000, Claire and Nick visited his father in Egypt, traveling through his hometown of Alexandria and down the Nile to Luxor and Aswan, a trip that later became the source of many poems. “After he passed, I started getting all of these [ideas for] poems from our travels together around Egypt,” she says. “It felt like he was giving them to me… I felt like I was being fed them, and I needed to take that.”

With so many poems inspired by balmy places, it may be a surprise to find Zoghb conjuring the heights of Mount Everest, where the bodies of English mountaineer George Leigh Mallory and his climbing partner were found 1,000 feet from the summit in 1999, 75 years after their expedition ended with a tragic fall. No one knows whether they reached the summit—their camera has never been recovered—but if they did, they beat Sir Edmund Hillary, widely credited as the first Western climber to reach the summit, by 29 years. Zoghb’s chapbook Dispatches from Everest (2017) imagines the Mallory expedition—his fall, his thoughts, the fate of his body, the group of mountaineers who found him. She says she found “something so noble” about Mallory as a subject. “I mean, that takes some serious guts.”

A graphic designer by trade—Zoghb is Long Wharf Theatre’s graphics director—she designed the cover and layout for Small House Breathing. As playful with form as she is with imagery, Zoghb writes in many poetic structures: ghazal, alexandrine, pantum, sonnet, shaped poem. In “Italian-Honeymoon Haibun,” from her collection Boundaries (2016), she uses the haibun form, a prose poem ending with a haiku, to tell of a tour guide in St. Peter’s Basilica who “grasps one of my husband’s glossy black curls, / stretches it taut in her overripe fingers,” then says in the final haiku:

Come Sansone…
I needed no translation
from this Delilah.

As we discuss poetry in general, sitting in Zoghb’s childhood living room just up from the beach, we talk about the unique function poetry serves among literary genres. “I think there’s a healing power to poetry and maybe a soothing quality to it because of the rhythmic aspects, the metrics and the form [of] formal poetry,” Zoghb reflects. “I think it’s hard-wired into us.” She points to the poetic elements of hymns and psalms. “I think people really turn to poetry in times of duress, interestingly.”

The poet herself has turned to poetry all her life, as a way of “figuring out the world in an artistic and fairly rigorous way… It’s a tool to do that, and frankly, it’s just fun to noodle around with words. I’ve always done that ever since I was a kid.” Ironically, the least explored territory in her work thus far may be the closest at hand. For now,  Zoghb says, it’s time for her poetry to leave Egypt and Italy and Tibet and return to the scenes of her childhood on a street called Grace, in a Haven called West.

Written by Kathy Leonard Czepiel. Photographed by Dan Mims.


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Poetry Post Celebrates 25th Anniversary


The Land Trust of West Haven’s Poetry Post has stood on the boardwalk near the bocce courts for the past 25 years. On it are poems, drawings, and photos submitted by residents that reflect the wonder of nature and concern for the environment. Published poets from West Haven, including Claire Zoghb and Poet Laureate Tony Fusco, have graced the post with their work over the years. 

For the past three years, Land Trust Vice President Marilyn Wilkes has organized poetry contests in cooperation with West Haven Public Schools Coordinator of Language Arts, Social Studies, and Library Media, Colette Bennett. These have resulted in increasing awareness among our younger citizens of our diminishing natural resources and the dangers posed by pollution, overdevelopment, and climate change.

In the late 1990s, members of the Land Trust of West Haven were brainstorming ways to encourage citizens to become more aware of the beauty of our natural surroundings and to get involved in helping to preserve them.

At that time, board member Dolores Libow belonged to a writers’ group organized by poet and nature lover Dr. Sue Holloway. Dr. Holloway shared that in some countries, poets hung their poems on a line in the market to sell them. It was a public activity.  

Patricia Herbert, a local educator and long-time member of The Land Trust spoke at meetings about how, in the past, messages for the general public were posted in a designated space on the town green.

Additionally, the concept of a Peace Pole was discussed. This is an internationally recognized symbol of peace. The words “May Peace Prevail on Earth” are etched on a six-sided pole in a variety of languages. Peace Poles stand vigil in silent prayer in every country in the world.

The distillation of these three concepts led to the idea of a Poetry Post. Gabriel Alvandian, local engineer, former president of The Land Trust, and long-time open space activist, designed a four-sided structure that allowed for the display of poems in all kinds of weather. He oversaw the construction of his creation.

During the tenure of Mayor Richard Borer, the site of the Poetry Post was further developed with the cooperation of the Department of Public Works, under the leadership of Barbara Barry, and the Department of Parks and Recreation under the auspices of Bill Slater. Beth Sabo, at that time with the Department of Human Resources, worked with members of The Land Trust of West Haven to enhance this location with benches and plantings.

If you are interested in becoming part of this history, please submit your poem, prose, photo, or artwork to fit in an 8” by 11” space in one of the following ways:

  • Mail your piece to The Land Trust of West Haven Inc. P.O. Box 269, West Haven, CT 06516
  • Drop it off at the main desk of the West Haven Public Library, 300 Elm St.  West Haven, CT 06516
  • Send it by email to whpoetrypost@gmail.com

Please consider becoming a member of the Land Trust of West Haven — and a protector of open space and the environment! You can find out more here.


New Poem in Bellevue Literary Review's Themed Issue on "Taking Care"

EDITOR'S NOTE: This issue of Bellevue Literary Review is devoted to the theme of “taking care.” It went to press as hundreds of millions endured extreme heat, floods, wildfires, and dangerous air quality. Three years since the onset of the Covid-19 pandemic, we continue to redefine what “taking care” means for us as individuals but also as an interdependent collective. In this issue of BLR, you’ll read a variety of poetry, fiction, and nonfiction that explore the many facets of caregiving and how we care for one another, for ourselves, and for the world.  – Sarah M. Sala


Poems in Persian

Thanks to Soodabeh Saeidnia, I now see what ten of my short poems look like in Farsi! Here they are (with azalea bookmarks). The beautiful bi-lingual volume, Where Are You From?, features work from 61 poets around the world, with each poet's section embellished with an image by a professional or amateur photog.


Can beauty save us?

Bill Lantry and Kate Fitzpatrick at Peacock Journal believe perhaps it can... Each poem/story they publish is accompanied by a statement on beauty by the poet/author, as well as a photo or piece of artwork. Click the image below to read my poem, "Sleeping with Hafiz". And while you are there, dig around -- there's lots of beauty to behold.

 Sleeping with Hafiz

(ANOTHER) CHAPBOOK JUST RELEASED: Dispatches from Everest



It has been a steep climb. Thanks to Fomite for bringing this chapbook to fruition!

"The lyrical poems in Dispatches from Everest attempt to probe the thoughts and experiences of George Leigh Mallory on his third and final expedition to Everest. They are meditations on what may have passed through the senses of the great mountaineer, particularly after the fall, as the storm clouds closed in and his family and the living world seemed farther away than ever." 

If you would like to order a copy, click here. 
Also available on Amazon.

New Chapbook!

I am thrilled to announce that my chapbook, Boundaries, is included in Blue Lyra Press Delphi Series, Vol. 4!

Blue Lyra Press does it a little differently with the Delphi Series: each volume contains THREE chapbooks, THREE poets. The idea is that each of the poets will gain an audience they would not have otherwise had. I am proud to be sandwiched in Volume 4 between the brilliant poetry of Ting Gou and Erin Redfern.

Now available on Amazon.