I remember — fondly, if a bit vaguely. I seem to recall getting these as a treat from my grandparents when I was just a tot in the 1970’s. They were pretty tasty.
Throwback Thursday: Nabisco Chocolate Snaps!
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Hot off the press from Ireland — The Galway Review 12.
I am currently enjoying The Galway Review’s annual anthology, The Galway Review 12 — which includes my poem, “The Beach House, Early Spring.” (The piece was published online by the magazine in October 2023.)
This really is one of the nicest honors I’ve received as a poet. The Galway Review is the city’s leading literary magazine, with more than a half a million readers worldwide, and I was included along with just seven other poets to see my work appear in this annual publication. I remain quite grateful to the magazine’s editors for selecting my poem.
If you’d like to peruse the anthology, you can read it online for free right here.
“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
Source: Philo Thoughts on Facebook
Cover to “Life” magazine, Franklin Booth, October 20, 1921
“i wanted all of her/ not just what was pretty …”
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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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.
“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.
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 