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.

Cooch Behar Magazine publishes my work in its AIM anthology.

I am so honored that Cooch Behar Magazine has included my work in its new AIM Anthology, in celebration of World Common Literature Day on October 24th.  You can find it right here on Amazon.

Thank you, Editor Sourav Sarkar, for allowing me to see my writing published by this excellent independent literature publication in India.



Mark Woodward wins Spillwords Press September 2025 Publication of the Month.

I hope you will join me in congratulating Mark Woodward for winning the Spillwords Press September 2025 Publication of the Month Award.  Mr. Woodward won for his poem, “Crossed Wires.”

(And for those of you who voted for the short story of mine that was nominated, I do thank you.)  🙂



Poster for “The Inhumans” Season 1 (2017)

ABC.

Note the display of “Grendel” comics in the background.

We nerd out hard around this house.

Promotional art for “Inhuman” #1, Joe Madureira, 2013

Marvel Comics.

“The hills echo and the grey stones ring/ With laughter and madness and pain.”

The fox leaps into your eyes.
Otters rush from the darkness.
The snakes pour through your body.
Your dog howls and upstairs
Your wife both exults and weeps at once.

The wild god dances with your dog.
You dance with the sparrows.
A white stag pulls up a stool
And bellows hymns to enchantments.
A pelican leaps from chair to chair.

In the distance, warriors pour from their tombs.
Ancient gold grows like grass in the fields.
Everyone dreams the words to long-forgotten songs.
The hills echo and the grey stones ring
With laughter and madness and pain.

— excerpt from Tom Hirons’ “Sometimes a Wild God”


 

A lit lover and a buddy of mine here in Roanoke sent me a link today of a reading of this poem. It really is a wonderful piece.



 

You can read the full poem right here at the author’s website:

https://tomhirons.com/poetry/sometimes-a-wild-god



Image credit: George Sallie, U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service, Public domain, via Wikimedia Commons

“Ulysses and Calypso,” Arnold Böcklin, 1882

Oil on mahogany wood.

HxB: 103.5 x 149.8 cm; Öl auf Mahagoniholz; Inv. 108

Care for a little spooky poetry for the Halloween season?

Then check out Local Gems Press’ new Halloween-themed anthology — Ghosts, Echoes & Shadows 2025.  You can order it from Amazon at the link below:

Ghosts, Echoes & Shadows 2025

(If you do purchase the book, I hope that you’ll peruse my poem about ghosts around Roanoke, “This Windy Morning.”)



“Landscape with Cows Watering in a Stream,” Robert S. Duncanson, 1871

Oil on canvas.