I swear to you, it’s so thick in Roanoke right now that you can’t see your hand in front of your face. (I know that is a cliche, sorry, but it’s totally apt). When I first I looked out my window tonight, I thought there was a blackout.
Tag Archives: Eric Robert Nolan
Bernie Sanders at Mary Washington College!
Circa 1990. Also … I have too much time on my hands.
Trying to select a new author photo.
Hey, if there’s a bandwagon, I’ll jump on it.
The Roanoke Times Published My Latest Letter to the Editor …
… this one about the January 6th coup attempt.
Bear in mind, please, that this was written the evening of January 6th — long before the more frightening details of the coup emerged.
Peeking Cat Literary publishes “The Rough, Violet Stone”
There’s a brand new poem of mine up over at Peeking Cat Literary — its title is “The Rough, Violet Stone” and you can find it right here.
I’m especially pleased because the poem was also selected for the next Peeking Cat Literary Anthology, scheduled for release in October 2021. Peeking Cat Literary is the new incarnation of the former Peeking Cat Poetry Magazine, which recently returned after a one-year hiatus.
Thanks once again to Editor Sam Rose! I am honored indeed to see my poem both online today and scheduled for the print anthology.
Spillwords Press features “Contagion is a Despot Poet”
I am honored today to see my poem “Contagion is a Despot Poet” published by Spillwords Press. You can find it right here.
Thanks, as always, to Editor Dagmara K. for allowing me to share my voice at Spillwords Press!
Hear, hear!
I’m never sure if the expression is “Hear! Hear!” or “Hear, Hear!” or … possibly “Hear here!” or whatever. (Go ask a writer.)
But we need to remember that the next product of Trumpism will likely be 10 times smarter than the man for whom the the phenomenon is named.
Give yourself credit.
Give yourself credit.
We still live in a historically perilous time for our Republic. But a big chunk of said peril just departed The White House — The People’s House — this morning.
You did that. You are, among other things, proof that resistances can win.
You were on the right side of history. And you prevailed.
“Hey Arnold.”
You know what I’m Tolkien about.
Belly by Bilbo Baggins, hair by Gandalf the Grey, Eye of goddam Sauron if you comment on either.
I don’t have a middle-aged body, I have a MIDDLE EARTH body.
