Main Street Rag Takes Two

M. Scott Douglass, Editor of Main Street Rag, still notes on his website that although he publishes books and chapbooks and a periodical journal, he won’t repair bibles. Perhaps that qualification is necessary in Charlotte, NC, where he’s been in the lit bidniz since 1996 or 7. Mr. Douglass took two pandemic inspired poems for future issue, “Fever” and “Quarantine.”

The Proof’s in the Pudding

The acceptance of my poem, “Hipbones of the Patriarchs,” by Pudding editor Connie Willett Everett represents a happy confluence of loyalty and persistence. This poem has been through innumerable revisions since it was written last century on an Apple II-E computer. It has also undergone countless editors’ rejections since then until the version finalized in August of this year and taken by Connie today to be published in her first edition of 2023. Pudding, or as it used to be called under a previous editor, Pudding House, and I also go back a ways. To wit, Pudding House published my 3rd chapbook, Mr. Ubiquity, in 1997 and my 4th chapbook, The Fast of Thoth, in 2002. Additionally, “Hipbones of the Patriarchs” will be my 10th individual poem published by Pudding magazine since 1995.

Verse Daily to Repost Poem

The well-known poet, editor, and ventriloquist J. P. Dancing Bear has snagged a poem from Breaking Down Familiar to re-post in his online publication. Verse Daily culls current poetry book and journal publications to feature one poem a day in its widely viewed online magazine. The short poem, “Rights,” broaches several topics–damaging strokes, patriarchal family domination, filial fear and obedience.

Heavenly Bodies & Coal City

Brian Daldorph, who edits Coal City Review out of Lawrence, Kansas, has accepted two poems about heavenly bodies. “Friends” addresses the Perseids and “Moon Salutations” takes place at least on one level in a yoga class. These are the 3rd and 4th poems of mine to be published in this journal. Mr. Daldorph, who hails from Great Britain, perhaps carried the Coal City Review from some smudgy, industrial city like Newcastle to the plains of Kansas.

Bristlecone Takes Six

A bristlecone pine may not be as impressive at first as a beautiful blue spruce or a majestic fir. They are small, wiry, gnarly trees that cling to dry, rocky places other evergreens wouldn’t deign to try to survive in. But they cling on. And on. And on. They grow twisted as embodiments of wind. Among their ranks are some of the oldest trees on Earth. Some alive today in the American west were living when Jesus of Nazareth strode the planet. So I am pleased to have my poems included in a journal of the western US called Bristlecone. The editors, Joseph Hutchinson, Jim Keller, Sandra S. McRae, and Murray Molding, have generously published two of my poems in the September 2022 issue and have accepted four for an upcoming issue. Here’s the first two.

Two New Links to These Web Pages

Check out two new entries to this site. The “Links” page now can connect to a September 23, 2022 review of Breaking Down Familiar by Jennifer Levin in Pasatiempo. And the same day that was published, Amy Beeder and I did a reading at Strata Gallery. Some of that reading was captured on video and is now on this web site on the “Audio/Video Links” page.

16th Book Coming Soon

I was pleased to receive the galley proof of my new book, Breaking Down Familiar, from Scott Douglas at Mainstreet Rag Publishing Company. It looks great and I love the cover art by Barbara Mehlman. I’ll get the corrections pronto to Scott and production will follow. I appreciate the patience of people who have already pre-ordered the book at the discount price of $9 plus shipping. I learned from Scott that production of books ahead of mine in the queue was delayed due to the hospitalization of the press operator with Covid. So Scott had to scramble to find an alternative. There is still time to pre-order the book at the discounted rate at:

Notre Dame Takes Another

One of the few journals that actually pays for poems, the Notre Dame Review accepted “Egg Reverence During a Scourge.” The “scourge” is, obviously, the Covid 19 pandemic, but the poem strives to look further than just this catastrophe. This is my 3rd poem accepted by the journal of the school where my nephew Matthew earned his bachelor’s degree.

Reading with Scott Wiggerman

i am pleased to be reading with Scott Wiggerman in an online Zoom event November 16, 2021 at 6 PM MST. Scott is a consummate craftsman and a good reader of his poetry. I had the pleasure of reading with him a couple years ago at Op Cit books in Santa Fe. We’re planning an even better event this time round! To get yourself invited, email ManMoth5th@gmail and ask to be invited.