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.
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