All posts by Eric Robert Nolan

Eric Robert Nolan graduated from Mary Washington College in 1994 with a Bachelor of Science in Psychology. He spent several years a news reporter and editorial writer for the Culpeper Star Exponent in Culpeper, Virginia. His work has also appeared on the front pages of numerous newspapers in Virginia, including The Free Lance – Star and The Daily Progress. Eric entered the field of philanthropy in 1996, as a grant writer for nonprofit healthcare organizations. Eric’s poetry has been featured by Dead Beats Literary Blog, Dagda Publishing, The International War Veterans’ Poetry Archive, and elsewhere. His poetry will also be published by Illumen Magazine in its Spring 2014 issue.

“Why is it that, once fallen, we do not try to rise?”

“Why are we worn out?  Why do we, who start out so passionate, brave, noble, believing, become totally bankrupt by the age of thirty or thirty-five?  Why is it that one is extinguished by consumption, another puts a bullet in his head, a third seeks oblivion in vodka, cards, a fourth, in order to stifle fear and anguish, cynically tramples underfoot the portrait of his pure, beautiful youth?  Why is it that, once fallen, we do not try to rise, and, having lost one thing, we do not seek another?  Why?”

― Anton Chekhov, The Complete Short Novels



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Source: Philo Thoughts on Facebook

Cover to “Life” magazine, Franklin Booth, October 20, 1921

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“i wanted all of her/ not just what was pretty …”

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Source: “Words of Love” on Facebook

Check out the second episode of Mentally Oddcast.

I just caught the second episode of Wednesday Lee Friday’s Mentally Oddcast.  Her guest this time was poet and author Ennis Rook Bashe.

I swear that this podcast in one of the coolest things I’ve found on the Internet in a long time.  If you want to check it out, you can find it right here.



“Morning Awakening,” Eva Gonzalès, 1877

Oil on canvas.

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Source: Soulful Epiphanies on Facebook

Everybody’s worried about AI …

… and I’m just over here thankful that the goddam “Clippy” nightmare is over.

I don’t know who finally went Sarah Connor on his ass, but I’m eternally grateful.



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“Scattered like seeds” in Charlottesville, VA

Shared a little guerilla poetry in Charlottesville, Virginia this week with poetry mini-books, designed and produced by the fondly remembered, late  Robert Hansen at Poems-for-All.



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“Writing is a form of therapy.”

“Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose, or paint can manage to escape the madness, melancholia, the panic and fear which is inherent in a human situation.”

—  Graham Greene

Source: Literland on Facebook



 

Cover to “Grendel Tales: The Devil May Care” #4, Peter Doherty, 1996

Dark Horse Comics.

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