Tag Archives: Eric Nolan

Spillwords Press publishes “Like White Plumeria Petal”

I am so happy to see Spillwords Press today feature my poem “Like White Plumeria Petal.”  You can find it right here.

Thanks, as always, to Chief Editor Dagmara K. and the staff of Spillwords Press!



Stand in the place where you live. (Now face north.)

Check out these awesome Christmas presents I received from some totally cool Roanoke friends — bookstands for displaying some of the publications that have featured my poems.  🙂

Also among the Yuletide goodies were an Irish coin and a piece of Connemara marble — ideal for setting up beside my copy of The Galway Review 12.



Photography, 2024

I was lucky enough to get a few photos published this past year.  If you’d like to take a gander at them, all of my published photos can be found in the section below:

Photography



Poetry and Commentary, 2024

2024 was a banner year for my poetry.  If you happen to enjoy my ongoing, Kafka-esque portraiture of a neurotic scribbler, all of the year’s publications can be found right here:

Poetry and Commentary, 2024



Poetry Hall again translated my poetry for its global readership of Chinese readers.

I received some really terrific year-end news a little while ago — Poetry Hall again translated a selection of my work for its worldwide audience of Chinese readers.

The biligual journal, which prints poems in both English and Chinese, selected three of mine for Issue 26; the poems are “Blue,” “Autumn Girl” and “The Mountain At Summer, Seen From A Passing Car.”

I am grateful to Kai Mills, Managing Editor of English Poetry, for allowing me to see my writing showcased in Poetry Hall this second time around.

If you would like to purchase Issue 26, you can find it right here on Amazon.

I hope you are all having a wonderful holiday season!



Throwback Thursday: this 70’s(?)-era photo of NolanKin.

I don’t even really remember how I got this photo, or how it wound up in my backup files.  I think it is from the late 70’s?

That is my dad, Robert James Nolan, when he was younger than I am now, along with my eldest sister and (I think) our first family dog, Shadow.

 



The Piker Press publishes my photo of some stragely darkened hills in Woodbridge, Virginia

The Piker Press today featured what might be my favorite photo of mine — a shot of a mid-afternoon Northen Virginia neighborhood that was suddenly and virtually eclipsed by heavy clouds racing over the area.

It was one of the coolest things I’ve ever seen, and I happened to be there at just the right time.  You can see the photo right here.

Thanks, as always, to Managing Editor Sand Pilarski for allowing me to be a part of the creative community of The Piker Press!



People who say “I don’t trust the polls” are just being racist.

Polish people are just as honest as anybody else.




(Nerd Nolan’s 1990’s Nostalgia Nod.)

If there is an emblem for bachelorhood, I’m pretty sure this is it.

It’s like the Westerosi sigil for House Unmarried.  (A delicious sigil.)

But, damn, I miss the baked mac-and-cheese served at Mary Washington College.  I know I’m not the only one.