I’m so pleased today to see The Piker Press feature my poem “Iphigenia’s Womb.” You can find it right here.
Thanks, as always, to Managing Editor Sand Pilarski for allowing me to be a part of this great creative community. 🙂
I’m so pleased today to see The Piker Press feature my poem “Iphigenia’s Womb.” You can find it right here.
Thanks, as always, to Managing Editor Sand Pilarski for allowing me to be a part of this great creative community. 🙂
Publisher — Ernst Keil’s Nachfolger. Leipzig, Germany.

I noticed this last night. Ridley Scott is a Cinema God, and I should be cast out for nitpicking his genre-defining masterpiece. (If you need to ask which movie I am talking about, I’m not sure we can be friends.)
But the word nerd in me needs to point out that the computer here probably meant “ensure” instead of “insure.”

Wishing you the luck of the Irish. (And better luck, generally speaking, than this Irishman, because holy shillelagh.)

Photo credit: Saint Patrick Catholic Church (Junction City, Ohio), Nheyob, CC BY-SA 4.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0>, via Wikimedia Commons
Warner Bros. Pictures.

Infused in crumbling crust
is delectable violent violet –
a pounded plum,
a welt of fruit.
Oh, if my lips could peruse
that square and powdered sugar-bruise.
(c) Eric Robert Nolan 2024

Photo credit: Takeaway, CC BY-SA 4.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0>, via Wikimedia Commons
… Falconry on a Balcony.

“The Falconer,” Thomas Couture
Oil on canvas.

My artisty-type friends are posting a lot of paintings depicting spring leaves — my mind keeps going to O. Henry’s “The Last Leaf.” (And of course it takes place in November in New York City.)
You can find it right here at East of the Web, if you’re interested.
And East of the Web, with which I’m only now getting acquainted, seems like a terrific site.
And why not? I’m a sharp guy.
