eileen tabios

Tabios_author2-1Eileen R. Tabios loves books and has released about 40 collections of poetry, fiction, essays, and experimental biographies from publishers in nine countries and cyberspace. With poems translated into seven languages, she also has edited, co-edited or conceptualized ten anthologies of poetry, fiction and essays in addition to serving as editor or guest editor for various literary journals.  She maintains a biblioliphic blog, “Eileen Verbs Books“; edits Galatea Resurrects, a popular poetry review; steers the literary and arts publisher Meritage Press; and frequently curates thematic online poetry projects including LinkedIn Poetry Recommendations (a recommended list of contemporary poetry books).  More information is available at http://eileenrtabios.com

Eileen Tabios’ Black Radish collection Amnesia: Somebody’s Memoir was published in Fall 2016.

tabios final.6.16.16Advance Praise for Amnesia: Somebody’s Memoir

“Forgetfulness and remembering are two sides of the same coin—and that coin is anybody! Reading Eileen Tabios, we are reminded about the extent to which we are, after all, the sum of our experiences, and the extent to which my experiences may just as well be yours, or yours or yours or yours! The impressions and remembrances we hold as unique to ourselves may just as well belong to somebody else. Tabios demonstrates their interchangeableness, their downright universality! One might ask, whose memoir is this anyway? AMNESIA: Somebody’s Memoir is everybody’s memoir!” —Gregory Vincent St. Thomasino, Editor, E-ratio Poetry Journal

Strange things happen when I engage the poetry of Eileen Tabios. Each line in Amnesia… begins with “I forgot.” I see this line repeatedly and soon I am seeing “Igorot.” Such is secondary reality: those things often relegated to the periphery of our vision calling now for our attention. Dig deeper, it seems to say. “Igorot.” I forgot that Eileen Tabios is also from Baguio where, today, tourists still line up to have pictures taken with the Igorot in indigenous attire. I am reminded of the 1906 St Louis Worlds Fair where white spectators had their photos taken next to “primitive” Philippine natives. Certain scholars say the modern self is masterful but emptied of connections to ancestors, myths, nature, place, history, storytelling, faith and spirituality, community, and dreams. In Amnesia: Somebody’s Memoir, I am reminded of all that is Beautiful, Good, and True – but often forgotten: “Waves rolling away from Asia to storm even the Americas”. —Leny M. Strobel, Editor, Babaylan: Filipinos and the Call of the Indigenous