Cesar Love, editor of the Haight Ashbury Literary Journal, came to the TV studio yesterday as my poetic guest. Between taping sessions we talked about the Journal. Poems are still selected the same way as it was conceived in 1979, with X and O marks by each editor to separate the acceptable ones from the rejected ones. The journal survives on a bare thread. It is as organic as the sand dunes on the beach, with the unwavering mission of serving poetry to all people.
Recently, HALJ collaborated with the Main Street Theatre and produced Circo Poetico, a fundraising event that brought together poets, clowns, ballerinas, and contortionists. It was a show rich with surprises and fun. As an audience, I was invited by the little redhead Orphan Annie in a polka dot dress to waltz with the teddy bears.
There is an excellent essay on the the journal’s wild rides through the years by its founder, Indigo (Joanne) Hotchkiss. You can see HALJ is still here not because of luck, but one woman’s determination.