Ohio Edit
Two new poems up today at Ohio Edit, an online journal based in New York. There should also be an Ohio Edit reading coming up soon, in which I’ll be participating. More on that later. Over and out!
Two new poems up today at Ohio Edit, an online journal based in New York. There should also be an Ohio Edit reading coming up soon, in which I’ll be participating. More on that later. Over and out!
One of the poems I recently had published in CV2 is now up on the website for all to read. Click away.

Off the Coast is a journal based way, way up in Robbinston, Maine. I’ve had work published with them before, and for their Spring 2014 issue they chose a poem I wrote when I was on a bit of an African kick. In a presumably coincidental development, the picture on the front cover is a cartoon of two ladies on bicycles looking at the outline of Great Britain, which is hovering above them in the sky. Not even weird.

One of the poems I had published online with In Parentheses got bumped up to the print edition. It’s a little post-colonial satire I wrote while listening to some “jungle style” swing music from the big daddy, Duke Ellington. (Specifically a piece called “The Mooche, which is always worth a listen.) In any case, you can purchase the PDF or print version of the issue, which as well as poetry contains a whole load of contemporary painting and graphic art, at the In Parentheses magcloud page.

As per the editorial:
Each poem in CV2’s spring 2014 “Poetry Only” issue is listening deep into the stirred silence of the page. Where once there was emptiness, a poem; where once there was attention, voice: 25 poets careening for your ear! Here reside disturbed ponds, otter-tailed exclamations, interstellar field static, oceanic fault lines, silent synapses, glacial angels, northern ghost-farms, skeleton councils, phantom dollhouses, sub-island descents, and debt, much debt—inherited, historical, environmental—to reconcile.
The “disturbed ponds” belong to one of my contributions to the issue, an ekphrasis poem on Peter Doig’s painting White Canoe. Also included: a poem on the Klimt painting Bewegtes Wasser, which I address to the Nibelung Alberich from the Ring Cycle (maybe a jump, but I think 1898 Vienna would have dug Wagner). Lastly, a poem from the Revenant sequence I wrote in 2012, in which an estranged husband and wife communicate through dreams over the course of one night.
This gig is significant to me for a couple of reasons. For one, I earned a little money from it, which is new for me. At the same time, CV2 has an air of legitimacy that I’m not used to. It’s not put together with staples and it has grants from a bunch of Canadian arts councils. A few people might actually be reading it! Still trying to work out why Canadians like me so much. Anyway, here is the issue. More news coming soon.

A little mag I’ve been published in before, The Gap-Toothed Madness, decided to come back for another round! Issue 1 of Vol. 2 contains a narrative poem I wrote about a man driving up country to spend Christmas with his parents. It gets a little surreal at times. It even closes out the issue, which for some reason seemed important to me. Anyway, if all that sounds worthwhile, head over to the GTM store to pick up a copy. Winter is finally over guys. xxxx
I’ve got a new one up at the Milo Review that you can view online or buy in print, a poem I wrote while listening to the opening of Rachmaninoff’s Piano Concerto No. 2. For best results, listen along yourself as you read!

Brand new poems now up at In Parentheses, a journal of new modernist writing. They’re from a series I’ve been writing based on a few of my favourite jazz compositions, in this case “Pannonica” from Monk’s Brilliant Corners and Ellington’s “The Mooche”, best version to be found on Ellington Uptown. Both are on Youtube and well worth a listen. Currently working on a longer narrative sequence based on Duke’s life.

North America is being teabagged by the arctic low-pressure zone as we speak, so here’s a poem about a snowstorm I wrote last winter. Up now at Toad Suck Review. Don’t everyone freeze to death now. Over and out.
A poem I wrote in the Spring about seeing a big moon in some clouds is out now in this year’s edition of Paper Nautilus. Most importantly, check out the cover!
