Poems for the Equinox

 

Happy Equinox, here are two poems from Skeleton Flowers. Depth Changes involves a watery ladder and The Disconnecting is about SOCIETY, man.

And our Little Leaf Is Rounded with a Sleep

 

Good afternoon from the middle of September. Little Leaf Literary Journal published one of my poems, called Ocean District Redevelopment Plan. It is about tourism and sustainability, culture and liminality, or something like that. 

This One Goes Out to Gordon Lightfoot

Poems published in By the Beach. Their issue is pomegranate themed. Not literary though. Think of the way the fruit opens up and spills seeds everywhere. 

My works are at the 1:05 mark (Not to be confused with Mark 1:05)

Your New Prairie Home Companion

Prairie Home Magazine has published a poem of mine. It's about the beach, Long Beach to be less than exact. I guess the sand is a kind of prairie? Different sort of Amber Waves. Anyway, read it here.

Summer Spire

 

Pleased to have a poem of mine in the inaugural issue of Cosmic Daffodil called "Summer Spire."

Live from AWP, it's Poems in Lothlorien Poetry Journal

 

Here comes the HMS Poetry with Poems, Doot Doot

Good morning from Philadelphia, land of Cheesesteaks, Punchy Rambo, Ladies with Horns, and the Freshest of Princes. Here are five poems to contemplate, courtesy of Lothlorien Poetry Journal. 

Don't be Disappointed

 

By the Disappointed Housewife for publishing my work. As you can guess, the title "Pilate's Dream" is taken from the song in the Musical Jesus Christ Superstar.

The Luck of Submitting to the Irish

 

The second issue of Beir Bua journal is out with my poem "Accordion Grimes" in it. Open the PDF to read it. In case you're wondering, Beir means "bring" and Bua means "victory, talent, or virtue."

Happy National Poetry Month

Celebrate with poems by me, to you, courtesy of The Green Light, and the Remington Review (page 54)

Be Still My Heartbeat

My poem "Flotation Device" is in the April edition of Heartbeat. Oddly enough a poem by a poet named Vincent Bottom is below me. Soak it in!

Dreaming of New York in New York Dreaming

New York Dreaming has published my poem Atlantic Avenue. Read and enjoy.

Sharkopedia: A Book Review

            Some of you might be looking at the title of the blog post and think I’m reviewing a book of ironically titled poems which is trying to cash in/mock the current obsession (a sharknado of interest as it were) with sharks in our country. Rest assured, this is one book you can judge by its title. However, if you want to read shark-themed poetry, you can do so here. Anyway, back to the basics. Sharkopedia is 192 pages long with over 400 photos of dozens of different species of sharks. In case you were wondering, it is published in connection with Shark Week by Time Home Entertainment. Thankfully the book only makes a small mention of the program in the credits section. Its main link to the Discovery Channel’s offering is the inclusion of tidbits from shark expert Andy Dehart, who has appeared on the show.

            Now, this Sharkopedia is meant for readers ages 8 and up, so in this review, I had to consider the full range of people the book is intended for. I would not recommend it for anyone younger, unless they understand that most sharks cannot live in freshwater and that none can live in a chlorinated swimming pool. Otherwise, the pictures would give them unfounded nightmares of being attacked.  I remember when I was young and I thought it was possible for a great white to wiggle its way up a drain and start chomping away at me in the wave pool at Cameron Run. For some reason, I assumed it would only attack me right as I was leaving the water. Hey, that’s sounds a good idea for a TV movie. Get on it Hollywood. Sharks in sinks! Sharks in tubs! Sharks in baptismal fonts!

            Of course, a kid 8 years or older might have similar fears after reading this book. However, they will be easier to reason with. For instance, they will learn that bull sharks are the only shark to worry about when they are in freshwater. More importantly, they will learn that shark attacks are few and far between and they are rarely fatal. Only about 5,000 shark attacks have been reported in the whole world since the 1500s, resulting in roughly 500 deaths. In turn, half of these shark bites were provoked by humans. More people have probably been killed in hippopotamus attacks. While Sharkopedia does do a good job of stressing these facts, it tends to focus too much on anecdotes of shark-on-man violence, which makes it hard for the mind to accept sharks as nothing more than an ever-present threat lurking in the ocean, hungry for human flesh and thirsty for our blood.

            The bulk of book is colorful and informative. All the major sharks are heavily featured: the infamous great whites, megamouths, hammerheads, nurses, makos, and tiger sharks. In addition, there are dozens of other species pictured and hundreds more listed by name. Sharkopedia does a good job showing the great variety and diversity of all eight orders of sharks. There are small sharks, giant sharks, colorful sharks, sharks that look like carpets, sharks smacking into seals, and sharks basking for zooplankton. However, there is precious little information on sharks loaning money at prohibitively high rates of interest and breaking legs in lieu of seizing collateral.  

            I admit, when I started to read the book, I was put off by looking at these creatures up close. I am not sure what it was exactly. Sharks do seem to be a strange mixture of other animals, a chimera of the seas. In a stereotypical species one sees the body of fish, the fins of dolphins, and the wide toothy mouths of lions or tigers. The dark eyes are reminiscent of what one finds on a massive cephalopod or one Allie Brosh’s characters from Hyperbole and a Half. Gradually, I warmed up to these creatures, aided by the discovery that some of them are capable of thermoregulation. It was also difficult to feel threatened by the pictures of blue, sharpnose, or goblin sharks. If schools of sharks were capable of dances, they would be the perpetual wallflowers unable to land a date or a partner for a song.

            Sharkopedia passed an important test expected of any book meant for a younger audience. It kept me up past my bedtime, albeit one which I have set in accordance with the dictates of health and reason and not school or parental controls. Whenever I finished one page, I immediately wanted to go to the next one, eager to look at more pictures and learn more about this collection of animals so misunderstood by the general public. No matter what section of the book I turned to, there was plenty to learn. While any of these facts might be found online, nothing beats the way a book like this can appeal to the curious reader in all of us. It also provides an enlightening and entertaining reading experience for a parent looking to take a dry and safe dive together into the world of sharks with a child. 

Locofoco Memories

The Death of Locofocoism

A new poem is up at Wordsmiths. I know the website spells it differently, but the journal is Wordsmiths. The poem itself is culled from various memories I have of a trip I once took from San Francisco.

Your Cultural Activity of the Day

Rubbing the works of Walt Whitman on a jellyfish sting is known to help ease the pain

Read two poems by me here at Jellyfish Whispers. Also, you can check out these Ottoman inspired renderings of famous movies.

Three Poems in Shadow...Fiction?

Don't be fooled by the name. Three poems of mine are up in the current issue of Shadow Fiction, which is also its very first issue as well. Glad to be a pioneer! 

Break Out the Bongo Drums!

I have five, count 'em (in case I'm wrong) FIVE poems up at The Beatnik.