Tag Archives: Dead Snakes

Publication Notice: Dead Snakes features “Not of Byzantium”

Dead Snakes has featured another one of my recent poems; click the link to read “Not of Byzantium.”

As always, thanks to Editor Stephen Jarrell Williams for allowing me to share my voice with the readers of Dead Snakes!

http://deadsnakes.blogspot.com/2015/10/eric-robert-nolan-poem_30.html

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Photo credit: “Field Hamois Belgium Luc Viatour” by I, Luc Viatour. Licensed under CC BY-SA 3.0 via Wikimedia Commons.

Publication Notice: Dead Snakes features “All Our Faults Are Fallen Leaves”

I’m quite happy to report that Dead Snakes has again published one of my recent poems, “All Our Faults Are Fallen Leaves.”

You can find the piece right here:

http://deadsnakes.blogspot.com/2015/10/eric-robert-nolan-poem.html

Thanks to Editor Stephen Jarrell Williams for again allowing me to share my voice with the readers of Dead Snakes!

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“The Last Day,” by Larry Jones

I am linking here to another poem over at Dead Snakes that I quite enjoyed — Larry Jones’ “The Last Day.”

It really is a terrific piece, and I’ve mulled it over a few times since it appeared on Wednesday.  It employs prosaic language to describe a sad exchange with a darkly ambiguous ending.

“The Last Day,” by Larry Jones

Publication Notice: Dead Snakes features “hens staring upward.”

Well, here is some nice news today — the good folks over at Dead Snakes have published my latest poem, “hens staring upward.”  (I know that its whimsical sounding title suggests another one of my joke poems, but this is definitely a darker piece, and does contain some disturbing imagery.)

Here’s the link:

“hens staring upward,” by Eric Robert Nolan

Thanks to Editor Stephen Jarrell Williams for graciously allowing me to share my voice once again over at Dead Snakes!

Zombies, time travel, small towns and scary sewers — check in with me at The WIP Blog Tour!

Hello, all!

I’m honored to be able to report tonight that I’ve been accorded a rather nice honor by my fellow novelist and poet, A.K. Hinchey – nomination for The WIP (Work In Progress) Blog Tour. Ms. Hinchey is a lovely voice and a friend from across the pond, hailing from Lancaster, Britain, where she is a prolific young writer and also the busy mother of a new baby girl. Her publications include short fiction in Dagda Publishing’s “All Hail The New Flesh,” as well as Dagda’s 2013 poetry collection, “Threads.” She has completed her first novel, “Incarnate,” and is hard at work on its sequel, “Bound.” She is also a terrific supporter of the independent publishing community, with in-depth reviews that introduce readers to new voices. To get a little better acquainted, check out Ms. Hinchey’s writing blog, “The Torn Page,” right here:

https://akhinchey.wordpress.com/

The WIP Blog Tour lets readers and writers catch up with one another. When nominated, indie authors can update the community about what they are working on, and share excerpts to whet their appetites. Authors are then asked to nominate a few of their peers. Read about it here:

WIP Blog Tour – Bound, Incarnate, Teasers and More

I’m happy to say that I am still hard at work on my prose. While Dagda Publishing and Dead Snakes have been kind enough to share more of my poetry, my major works in progress include two books. The first, of course, is the sequel to my post-apocalyptic science fiction novel, “The Dogs Don’t Bark In Brooklyn Any More,” published by Dagda. While “Dogs” was primarily a character study of Rebecca O’Conner and her role in the global war between humanity and super-intelligent wolves, I hope that this new book will change the series’ pace and tone, with more action and horror to turn this into a frightening war epic.

Another project that I am quite excited about is a collection of short fiction. I began this project after being encouraged by colleagues in the community, and let me tell you, it’s great fun. “Dogs” and its sequel gave me an opportunity to take a single fictional universe and explore it in depth. But working on short stories gives me plenty of new sandboxes in which to play.

What’s ahead? Well, some of the stories will be traditional horror tales, while others will be darker mainstream fiction. We’ll take a look at what happens when time travel goes disastrously wrong, and consigns one woman to a truly unique hell. We’ll join a pedophile and child pornographer on his thirsty hunt through New York’s Penn Station – then watch as his plans go delightfully, horribly awry. We’ll tremble alongside two members of the New York City Department of Pest Management, as they discover unexpected threats in the labyrinthine subways. We’ll visit an ostensibly idyllic Virginia town, where a supernatural danger segues sadly into a horror that is all too common in the real world. And, for good, old-fashioned, gorehound fun, we’ll take a detailed, blow-by-blow look at what happens when spirited average Joes defend a supermarket full of customers from a ravenous zombie swarm.

And more. If you’ve enjoyed my writing before or want to take your first journey with me, rest assured, I do hope to please you.

Well, The WIP Blog Tour invites participants to share three lines of their work in progress. I thought I’d share the first three lines from the above-mentioned time travel story. Its title is “Today, Tomorrow, the Next Day and Forever” (c) 2015 Eric Robert Nolan.

(And, what the heck, I’ll make it four lines.)

I am going insane. I have watched my husband burn to death at least 500 times.

It always begins the same. It begins with beauty.

(c)  2015 Eric Robert Nolan

I’d like to thank AK Hinchey for nominating me for The WIP Blog Tour! I’m always grateful for her attention, and this was a lot of fun! In the meantime, be sure to check in here for my own nominations for the tour. 🙂

“First Smoke,” by Eric Robert Nolan

First published in Dead Snakes, November 16, 2013:

http://deadsnakes.blogspot.com/2013/11/eric-robert-nolan-three-poems.html

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“Man and Cigarette,” by George Hodan, public domain

Publication Notice: Dead Snakes features “Girl On A Film Screen”

I’m honored to have another poem, “Girl On A Film Screen,” published over at Dead Snakes.

Dead Snakes remains a terrific place for newer authors to find an audience.  It is quite easy to submit, and Editor Stephen Jarrell Williams always seems to have an encouraging word for contributing writers.

Here is the poem:

http://deadsnakes.blogspot.com/2014/10/eric-robert-nolan-poem.html

“Seagull,” by Eric Robert Nolan

“Seagull,” by Eric Robert Nolan

(First publsihed in Dead Snakes, November 2013)

Like an awkward emperor,
you sit alone atop
the rooftop of my urbane neighbors.

Squat and fat and white, you’re
a satisfied and unenlightened despot.
Edicts issue out
From your discordant “caw!”

What do those yuppies think of you?
Your mien makes
Their rich art-deco house
A commonplace kingdom.
Your ungainly gait makes
a prosaic palace of their home.

Cardinals arcing over
are airborne scarlet darts.

Pairs of swallows will sometimes
loop in symmetry.

You’ll have none of it. You’re
All utilitarian flight
And graceless landings.

If you were human
you’d be a pot-bellied plumber, perhaps
in a wife-beater t-shirt
holding a beer.

Other birds will swoop and dive.
Other birds will sing.
But your cawing only exhorts us,
“Hail to The King.”

© Eric Robert Nolan 2013

http://deadsnakes.blogspot.com/2013/11/eric-robert-nolan-three-poems.html

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“Turning 41,” by Eric Robert Nolan

Turning Forty One

Forty one found me
In midday reminiscence –
Not at the bars in Fredericksburg
Where 21 arrived like a proud, aggressive fleet,
Setting sail against
Easily conquered oceans.
Accurate charts assured my hands,
My future lay
In neatly mapped seas,
Measured leagues in quadrants,
Latitudes, longitudes.
Distant shores seemed
Vulnerable to my every effort.
The water that night
Was a kind of golden bronze,
The cheap, sweet beer
Of the college junior.

Forty one arrives
Where compasses didn’t predict.
Octants are confounded and
Sextants equivocate.
All the almanacs agree
Only that we are at sea.

© Eric Robert Nolan 2013 

 
  —  originally printed in Dead Snakes, September 2, 2013 

“Amanda II, A Haiku,” by Eric Robert Nolan

Irises arrive

by mail — Amanda

thanks me for her poem.

 

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