I’m pleased to announce that my poem, “Snow Globe,” is out in Pure Slush’s Love Lifespan Vol. 4, available here. This paperback edition is not on Amazon, which would charge a lot more for it, but ePub and Kindle editions are promised, so I will keep you updated. Again, many thanks to Editor Matt Potter.
I wrote about my poem here. All I can add is that I was awfully stupid about relationships when I was young, and only my aversion to taking crap from people saved me from making life-altering mistakes. As for the anthology, I have been reading an earlier one, Friendship, and can confidently say, these volumes have something for everyone. A mix of poetry and prose, they are pithy and down to earth.
So try a volume! And if you read my poem, let me know what you think.
I am happy and grateful to report that the editors of Litterateur, Redefining World, have accepted two untitled poems of mine for their November issue. These poems were both written originally for the Whole Life Soap Haiku Contest, which asks for haiku, with the winner to be put on bars of soap. As far as I can recall, the “haiku” do not have to be 5-7-5, which is not really haiku according to purists. But they do have to be evocative in a way that sells soap, so (as I recall) they are allowed to go beyond the usual range of haiku subjects.
Mine are not real haiku because they are addressing a person who is being commanded to do things–so neither the proper subject matter nor the proper tone for haiku. They also did not win the contest. Still, I have an affection for them, especially the second one, which references Venus on the half shell–hence the photo above. So I have called them “Two Untitled Poems” (they sort of go together), or “Cleanliness Next to Godliness,” if the publication I was submitting them to required a title (Litterateur did not). The title fits because the first poem is about cleanliness, whereas the second mentions Venus.
They are light little things, and I am not surprised it took a while to place them, but I shall be happy to see them next month in the cosmopolitan pages of Litterateur, which is based in Kerala, India, but publishes a global community of writers and artists. I will be checking out more of the journal while I wait. Perhaps you would enjoy it as well.
I am thrilled to discover that the editors of Angel Rust have nominated my poem, “BEST,” for Best of the Net! I wrote about the poem here. This is especially gratifying because it can be hard to even place avant-garde poems, and as I have mentioned, I was once abused by an editor for daring to submit a couple.
Also gratifying is the inclusion of work by my friend and colleague, Shloka Shankar, in Angel Rust‘s list of nominees. Her nominated poem, Recital, is characteristically dreamy, beautiful, and fraught with lurking violence, so go read it.
And now, Why there will be no more reviews for a while:
My son moved away to take his dream job teaching high school social studies. He is the driver of the reviews project, and by far the more knowledgeable about media (and history). We are hopeful we may have some time to do a review here and there when he comes back, but it is hard to organize when we are both busy and far apart.
I miss him and our projects. Luckily, my daughter is keeping me busy with wedding plans!
I haven’t yet read much in Mulberry Literary, but I think the images the editors have chosen to go with the pieces make a colorful and compelling introduction to the issue. So please check my poem and the whole issue out, and let me know what you think.
In an earlier post, I announced that a poem I wrote about hearing Cohen’s Hallelujah at the Women’s March on Washington, D.C., in 2017 had been accepted into a proposed anthology by Editor David L. O’Nan. Unfortunately, he has had some personal issues and is unable to complete his anthology plan at this time, so, with my permission, he put my poem up on his blog, Fevers of the Mind. Please go take a look, and, as always, tell me what you think.
This is very nice news. Although it is expensive, even in paperback, it is quite reasonable on Kindle and may therefore be more often assigned in courses. Neuroscience and affect studies are hot topics, and I hope many people will find the essays in the volume useful and interesting.
I do hope more people will read my contribution. Current woke attitudes about sexual abuse seem to me (this is based only on some conversations I have had) to cause people to suspect that Nabokov’s interest in the topic of sex with children derives from his harboring pedophilic tendencies himself. These people condemn and eschew the novel. But while there is plenty of evidence to suggest that Nabokov was himself sexually abused by a male relative as a child, his affairs were, as far as I know, with college-age women, so I am inclined to see Lolita more as the work of a survivor trying to sort out his own experience as a victim than as that of a perpetrator reliving his secret desires. N.B.: This is in no way a repudiation of woke attitudes toward violating sexual behavior in general!
Anyway, there are a lot of other great essays in the Handbook. If you are interested in affect theory and neuroscience as they apply to aesthetic experiences, you can now check out all the essays for under $20 on Kindle. As always, please let me know what you think.