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The Piker Press will feature four more of my poems!

I’m honored to share here that four more poems of mine will be published in the coming months by The Piker Press.  The weekly journal for arts and sciences will feature “Smiling Among Inert Shipwrecks” on July 22, “hens staring upward” on August 26th, “All Our Faults Are Fallen Leaves” on September 23, and “Delaware Sheets” on October 14.

I will post links here when the poems appear.

Thank you, Editor Sand Pilarski, for allowing me to be a part of The Piker Press’ wonderful community of artists, writers and readers!

 

 

You guys heard the news about “Space Force” today?

In a surprise press conference, President Trump unveiled its mission statement:

  1. Man the air.
  2. Ram the ramparts.
  3. Take over airports.
  4. Do everything they have to do.

 

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THIS TOWN CAN PARTY LIKE RAGNAROK.

Nothing stops these Southerners on the Fourth of July.  We had intermittent thunderstorms roll through and around Roanoke early this evening.  But when faced with thunder and lightning, residents just kinda … shot back.

If you crested the right hill here, you could see fireworks displays at every corner of the compass — blasting back at the sporadic storms like a hubris-fueled war with heaven.  Seeing lightning streak across the sky with fireworks exploding in front of it is really, really damn cool.  (Regrettably, I did not get a shot of that.)

 

 

Happy Birthday, America.

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

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By Anita Mishra – Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=41619517

I knew this pun was bad, but I went Fourth with it anyway.

A college friend actually invited me to the Fourth of July festivities in Washington tomorrow.

But I said no tanks.

 

 

“hens staring upward” selected for “The Flickering Light” poetry collection

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!

 

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“Fawning Haiku,” by Eric Robert Nolan

We fawn over fawns
until their clipping gallop
cadences away.

(c) Eric Robert Nolan 2019

 

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

“Nihilist Night Haiku,” by Eric Robert Nolan

This nihilist night,
the sky is only void and
burning tombstone stars.

(c) Eric Robert Nolan 2019

 

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

“Weeping Willow Haiku,” by Eric Robert Nolan

Sighing submission,
all our weeping willows now
sway in evening’s storm.

(c) Eric Robert Nolan 2019

 

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Photo credit: André Karwath aka Aka [CC BY-SA 2.5 (https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.5)%5D

Trolley shot.

Somebody told me that the trolley actually goes up Mill Mountain at one point in its route.  Is that true?

Ah, the things we’re left to ponder when we’re too apathetic to Google a schedule.  These are the mysteries faced by the lazy.