Location: Montague, MA
TREE INTERVIEW WITH ALINA GREGORIAN 
Do you ever think about trees?When I think about trees I think about Vermont where I used to live. I would pick the birch bark when I was young. When I think about trees I think about trees in Arkansas and Nebraska, where I have never been, but where I would be happy to visit if only for the trees and wind. When I think about trees I think about forts, and wouldn’t it be nice to have a fort in a tree? In Brooklyn, where I live now, I feel calm and alive when I see a good tree.What is a vivid/significant memory you have involving a tree or trees?There’s a highway in New Jersey with a medium-sized tree that looks like a bonsai. I used to pass it on my way home. On the border of North Carolina and Tennessee, there are a lot mountains. And mountains usually come with trees. In Asheville I was told that if I climb this one tree I would see the tops of the neighboring houses. Instead, I went on the swing attached to the branch of the tree.Are trees involved at all in your writing or worldview?I have two small fake trees on my windowsill. They are the only tangible indication of my acceptance of trees. I write about trees sometimes. Once I wrote a poem about unknown pines in Berlin. The faux pastoral makes its way into my poems. A land of trees and trees where real cows roam.

Alina Gregorian’s poems have been published in Boston Review, GlitterPony, H_NGM_N, and other journals. She curates a poetry reading series at The Huffington Post, co-curates Triptych Readings, and co-edits the collaboration journal Bridge. The banjo is her favorite instrument that she will learn to play. Say hi to her here:alinagregorian.tumblr.com.
Go green: http://bostonreview.net/BR37.1/alina_gregorian.php

                                                                      Location: Montague, MA

TREE INTERVIEW WITH ALINA GREGORIAN 

Do you ever think about trees?

When I think about trees I think about Vermont where I used to live. I would pick the birch bark when I was young. When I think about trees I think about trees in Arkansas and Nebraska, where I have never been, but where I would be happy to visit if only for the trees and wind. When I think about trees I think about forts, and wouldn’t it be nice to have a fort in a tree? In Brooklyn, where I live now, I feel calm and alive when I see a good tree.

What is a vivid/significant memory you have involving a tree or trees?

There’s a highway in New Jersey with a medium-sized tree that looks like a bonsai. I used to pass it on my way home. On the border of North Carolina and Tennessee, there are a lot mountains. And mountains usually come with trees. In Asheville I was told that if I climb this one tree I would see the tops of the neighboring houses. Instead, I went on the swing attached to the branch of the tree.

Are trees involved at all in your writing or worldview?

I have two small fake trees on my windowsill. They are the only tangible indication of my acceptance of trees. I write about trees sometimes. Once I wrote a poem about unknown pines in Berlin. The faux pastoral makes its way into my poems. A land of trees and trees where real cows roam.


Alina Gregorian’s poems have been published in Boston Review, GlitterPony, H_NGM_N, and other journals. She curates a poetry reading series at The Huffington Post, co-curates Triptych Readings, and co-edits the collaboration journal Bridge. The banjo is her favorite instrument that she will learn to play. Say hi to her here:alinagregorian.tumblr.com.

Go green: http://bostonreview.net/BR37.1/alina_gregorian.php

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