I sent my old poem "Delphi," about Vestal Virgins, to Risa and Amy at Missing Witches and they clapped it on the end of their Beltane May Day episode. (That's the very very very end.) Nice to have it in a magic feminist realm, though it was published long ago on a poetry site.... The poetry site seems to have disappeared my poem, sadly. Check out the episode here--and visit the podcasters' fantastic back catalog. Missing Witches are definitely doing the goddess' work.
Blog originally designed for the cruelest month, when I scratch out a poem a day. Now also a repository for my matters poetry. (Ab Chaos Poesis riffs on James Joyce's joke on the catholic motto, ab chaos ordo.) (No relation to the metal band which is top fifty results of a 2020 google search to check the Latin.)
14 May 2020
30 January 2019
Wicked Stepmother Poem up on Mom Egg Review
The Stepdaughters Are the Wicked Ones
Scalding sand kicked to cool, cruel clouds
roll past, white on light and happy
giddy girls, volleyball reddening wrists.
giddy girls, volleyball reddening wrists.
Spike it, one cries. To the side, new wife...
29 November 2018
Poem on Indolent Books' What Rough Beast
Got a poem published on Indolent Books' What Rough Beast, and I'm happy about that. Even though I didn't know until just now and it was up in September.
Linked here, the poem is called, "A few of the words," and it begins:
Linked here, the poem is called, "A few of the words," and it begins:
A few of the words
Here’s some language: sweet land, liberty.
Here’s a location we call mine. The mind.
Here’s a location we call mine. The mind.
Here’s a famous river in the back of the lot
just past the original song. Rocky banks
just past the original song. Rocky banks
risky slope. Follow it north, pilgrim,
to where it runs at a trickle. Keep
to where it runs at a trickle. Keep
going. The philosopher calls nationalism
irrational – sweet land sweet song –
irrational – sweet land sweet song –
but they made a word for it.
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