Publication notice: Poetry Pacific features three poems by Eric Robert Nolan

I’m honored to share here that the Vancouver-based Poetry Pacific published three of my poems today in its biannual issue: “This Windy Morning,” “Redbud Leaves,” and “Delaware Sheets.”  You can find all three at the link below.

“This Windy Morning” envisions a ghost story for my adopted city of Roanoke, Virginia.  “Redbud Leaves” is a very short nature poem I wrote while I lived among the hills of Northern Virginia, and “Delaware Sheets” is a short love poem that  wrote a few years back.  This third piece was published previously by Every Day Poets, Dead Snakes and UFO Gigolo.

I’m quite grateful to Editor-In-Chief Yuan Changming for selecting my work for publication.  The Autumn Issue features outstanding work from 73 poets and three visual artists.

http://poetrypacific.blogspot.com/2017/11/3-poems-by-eric-robert-nolan.html

 

 

 

“Gunpowder, treason and plot!”

“The Fifth of November,” popular English folk poem

Remember, remember!
The fifth of November,
The Gunpowder treason and plot!
I know of no reason
Why the Gunpowder treason
Should ever be forgot!
Guy Fawkes and his companions
Did the scheme contrive,
To blow the King and Parliament
All up alive.
Threescore barrels, laid below,
To prove old England’s overthrow.
But, by God’s providence, him they catch,
With a dark lantern, lighting a match!
A stick and a stake
For King James’s sake!
If you won’t give me one,
I’ll take two,
The better for me,
And the worse for you.
A rope, a rope, to hang the Pope,
A penn’orth of cheese to choke him,
A pint of beer to wash it down,
And a jolly good fire to burn him.
Holloa, boys! holloa, boys! make the bells ring!
Holloa, boys! holloa boys! God save the King!
Hip, hip, hooor-r-r-ray!

 

 

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“Der Verlorne Sohn,” Hermann Neuhaus, 1891

Illustrated Catalog of the Munich Annual Exhibition of Works of Art of All Nations.

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An overcast autumn day in Salem

Salem, Virginia, November 2017.

 

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Piper at the Gates of Nolan

Here’s one for my to-do list — I need to learn the flute, call upon my Irish heritage, and then lead all the skunks out of Roanoke, in the same manner as St. Patrick led the snakes out of Ireland.  (He used a flute, right?  And is this basically the same story as the Pied Piper? Is one derived from the other?)

Dear God, the smell of those skunks is categorically toxic.  It is quite possibly the only downside of living here.  That odor is one problem that my native New York does not have.  Hell, I’m willing to bet even New Jersey doesn’t have it.

 

 

 

Illustration of Gog and Magog peoples, from Jean Wauquelin’s “Histoire d’Alexandre,” 15th Century

Alexander building a wall to enclose the people of “Gog and Magog”, from Wauquelin’s story of Alexander. Bruges, Belgium, 15th cent.

I’m not clear if it is implied that Wuaquelin is also the artist here, or even if such information is known.

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Depeche Mode — “But Not Tonight”

Illustration for Washington Irving’s “Rip Van Winkle,” Newell Convers Wyeth, 1921

The caption reads: “A termagant wife may, therefore, in some respects, be considered a tolerable blessing, and if so, Rip Van Winkle was thrice blessed.”

 

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A review of “Jeepers Creepers 3” (2017)

Jeepers.

The first two “Jeepers Creepers” movies are vastly underrated classics, in my opinion — they’re well scripted and boast a truly original and frightening bogeyman.  The third, regrettably, struggles to retain even a B movie charm.  It’s a substandard horror film that I’d only grudgingly rate a 4 out of 10.

“Jeepers Creepers 3” (2017) is cloddishly written and awkwardly filmed.  The film also suffers from action sequences that are absolutely cartoonish.  A lot of this stems from the titular Creeper’s antique vehicle, which is now inexplicably depicted as being … conscious?  Possessed by the Creeper?  It drives itself, deflects bullets, launches projectiles, and contains booby traps that defy physics.  This leads to some Wile E. Coyote-style fight scenes with the story’s various protagonists, in which the saddest victim is the franchise’s credibility.

About those protagonists — there are far too many to examine with any real success; the two ostensible teenage main characters fall a bit flat.  There are so many characters that have backstories connected with the Creeper (and his signature, decades-hopping supernatural murder sprees) that the film simply becomes confusing.  And that confusion is made worse by this film’s chronology with the previous movies — it takes place immediately after the first, but before the events of the second.  (In all fairness, maybe the problem is me … I am being quite honest when I write here that I just do not follow movies as well as other people.)

With all of this exposition, though, one bit of lore is egregiously omitted – contrary to some of the movie’s advance press, we learn nothing about the creature’s origins.  And this is extremely odd, because a bunch of characters do.  There is a befuddling central plot point where the good guys methodically gain knowledge of their otherworldly foe by … touching one of its severed body parts.  But we, the viewers, learn nothing.

Even the makeup and special effects were inferior to the prior films.

I’m confused by all of the things I’ve written above, as “Jeepers Creepers 3” was written and directed by Victor Salva, who wrote and directed the excellent previous movies in 2001 and 2003.

I hope I’m not being too hard on the movie, because there’s still some fun to be had.  Jonathan Breck still chews the scenery quite nicely as the Creeper, and the monster’s character concept still manages to please.  In a horror movie market often dominated by seemingly interchangeable serial killers and undead little girls, the Creeper is a truly inventive monster — part human; part gargoyle; part body-stealing, feral Frankenstein’s monster.  He’s fun to watch, particularly for horror fans who’ve grown tired of the Patrick Batemans and the various angry ghost children that endlessly haunt the zeitgeist.  You could do a lot worse for a plot-driving antagonist.

And, thanks to so brutal a bad guy, there are occasional moments of tension in the movie.  It’s a bit scary, for example, when he attacks a group of teenaged motorcyclists.

This isn’t enough to make recommend paying for the movie, however — even if you’re a fan of the franchise, as I am.  I’d wait for “Jeepers Creepers 3” to hit Netflix or Hulu, or wait until it’s playing on SyFy again.

 

 

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“Halloween Beetle Haiku,” by Eric Robert Nolan

Halloween Beetle

sheds not his clever costume —

a jack’o’lantern.

 

 

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