Have fun, be safe, don’t drink and drive, and don’t accept election help from foreign adversaries.

By Anita Mishra – Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=41619517
Have fun, be safe, don’t drink and drive, and don’t accept election help from foreign adversaries.

By Anita Mishra – Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=41619517
A college friend actually invited me to the Fourth of July festivities in Washington tomorrow.
But I said no tanks.
“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.”
— Ray Bradbury

LHJ Publishing.

I’m quite happy to share here that my poem “hens staring upward” was selected by Down in the Dirt magazine for its latest poetry collection, The Flickering Light. I was honored to have this poem originally published by Down in the Dirt in its April issue; seeing it subsequently selected for The Flickering Light today was a nice surprise!
If you’d like to order a copy of the anthology, you can find it right here over at Amazon.
Thank you, Editor Janet Kuypers, for allowing me to join the creative community of Down in the Dirt!

We fawn over fawns
until their clipping gallop
cadences away.
(c) Eric Robert Nolan 2019

Photo credit: By Mwanner at the English language Wikipedia, CC BY-SA 3.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=245464

This nihilist night,
the sky is only void and
burning tombstone stars.
(c) Eric Robert Nolan 2019

Photo credit: Egres73 [CC BY-SA 3.0 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D
Dark Horse Comics.

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.
