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Letters 07-27-2015

Next For Brownfields In regard to your recent piece on brownfield redevelopment in TC, the Randolph Street project appears to be proceeding without receiving its requested $600k in brownfield funding from the county. In response to this, the mayor is quoted as saying that the developer bought the property prior to performing an environmental assessment and had little choice but to now build it...

Defending Our Freedom This is in response to Sally MacFarlane Neal’s recent letter, “War Machines for Family Entertainment.” Wake Up! Make no mistake about it, we are at war! Even though the idiot we have for a president won’t accept the fact because he believes we can negotiate with Iran, etc., ISIS and their like make it very clear they intend to destroy the free world as we know it. If you take notice of the way are constantly destroying their own people, is that living...

What Is Far Left? Columnist Steve Tuttle, who so many lambaste as a liberal, considers Sen. Sanders a far out liberal “nearly invisible from the middle.” Has the middle really shifted that far right? Sanders has opposed endless war and the Patriot Act. Does Mr. Tuttle believe most of our citizens praise our wars and the positive results we have achieved from them? Is supporting endless war or giving up our civil liberties middle of the road...

Parking Corrected Stephen Tuttle commented on parking in the July 13 Northern Express. As Director of the Traverse City Downtown Development Authority, I feel compelled to address a couple key issues. But first, I acknowledge that  there is some consternation about parking downtown. As more people come downtown served by less parking, the pressure on what parking we have increases. Downtown serves a county with a population of 90,000 and plays host to over three million visitors annually...

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The Contender

Robert Downes - August 4th, 2005
Whoever dreamed that poetry would get to be a competitive art form?
At events such as poetry slams, Russell Simmons’ “Def Poetry” show on HBO, and even Eminem’s rhymin’ rap flick, “8 Mile,” there’s a spirit of competition among wordsmiths these days to become the top poet on the pile.
And while Eva Tytar of Mesick doesn’t appear to be the super competitive type, it is true that she’s a contender for a prestigious prize: she’s been nominated as “Poet of the Year” for the fourth year in a row by the International Poetics Society based in Owings Mills, Maryland.
In fact, Eva earned the “Editor’s Choice” award from the organization for the past two years in a row and hopes to attend the Society’s annual convention this Aug. 19-21 in Washington D.C. where the top prize will be presented.
“I’ve written all kinds of stuff for 20 years now but never tried to get published until four years ago,” Tytar says. “Somebody told me there was a poetry contest and that they put a book together every year, so I entered and they liked what I wrote. This year, there will be poets from 70 countries represented at the convention, including some Pulitzer Prize-winning writers. It’s a pretty big thing they put on.”

TIE-DYE CONNECTION
A cashier at Oryana Food Co-op in Traverse City, Tytar, 42, has been working in health food stores off and on for the past 20 years. A resident of Mesick, she is also a tie-dye clothing artist who has assisted Tye-Dye Tim of Kaleva for many years. Tim’s line of clothing can be seen at arts, crafts and music festivals across Northern Michigan throughout the summer.
“I started out doing batik on my own and then began working with Tim,” she recalls. “I’ve been working with tie-dye for about 20 years now. Last year we went to Kansas to a place where all the cowboys buy their tie-dye overalls. They’ll buy two or three pair at a time.”
She grew up in the Flint/Fenton area and was encouraged by her teachers to consider a career as a writer. She earned an associates degree in English at the same college in St. Petersburg, Florida that Jim Morrison attended before joining The Doors in the mid-’60s.
“I did some writing in the same library that Jim Morrison used to write in,” she notes. “I thought that was cool, but I don’t know if he was an inspiration because I was a writer before that.”
Nonetheless, she says she enjoys the poems Morrison wrote, as well as the lyrics of songwriters such as Janis Joplin. “I guess I was influenced mostly by the older hippies; not that the young ones don’t have anything good to say.”

PERSONAL EXPERIENCE
Tytar finds most of her poetic inspiration in personal experiences.
A serenade by coyotes, for instance, became a poem celebrating the approval of a mortgage loan. “I heard the coyotes calling one night and took it as a sign that they were happy and letting me know I was going to get my place,” she says.
When her stepfather, artist Dave Holsworth, became terminally ill, she took on his hospice care. While easing her stepfather’s transition, she was also inspired to write about his experience in the poem, “Heaven Sent,” which is included here. “He passed away last July, but he got to stay at home until the end, which is what he wanted,” she recalls.
Being a poet of note isn’t a path to riches, so Tytar is looking for sponsors interested in helping her with the $1,000 or so it will take to attend the Poetic Society’s convention in Washington (she can be reached at Oryana).
She’d also like to publish a book of her own in additon to being in the compilation the Society prints each year. “I have more than enough poems for several volumes, including some that are still in my head,” she says. “The words just come to me -- whatever it takes to get what I express out.”

-- by Robert Downes



Neighbors

By Eva Michelle Tytar

thousands swaying in the win
laughing at what can’t be heard
even the ones that can’t be seen
yipping in rejoice
they’re happy as can be
the howling of the coyotes




Heaven Sent

By Eva Michelle Tytar


as I watched the story unfold
I was told in advance of the events
that would enhance
as bold as a lightning strike
with as much precision and power
magical and mysteriously correct
sometimes a comfort to know
often times relentlessly painful
for reasons unknown
a path once traveled
revealed a quantum leap
from a place of knowing
to a place of trusting
with no choice but to go with
the voice
I have been given the chance
to see the process of the dance
not just the blur of the event
coming from a place beyond
telling of people who will soon
be there
from the weight of the world to
that of a feather
they were heaven sent.

 
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