Tag Archives: Eric Robert Nolan

Ikenberry Orchards!

Daleville, Virginia.  Look at the SIZE of those peaches!

It’s a “Gathering” Gathering! (August 27th in Chantilly, VA)

Hey, gang, I just wanted to help spread the word about Poets Anonymous’ August 27th launch event for the second annual Gathering poetry anthology.  The event will take place at 7:30 at Courtyard Dulles Airport Chantilly, 3935 Centerview Drive, Chantilly VA 20151. (The door opens at 7.)

Admission is $5.  You can purchase the book at the event, if you wish; preorder information is right here.   The poets whose work will appear in the anthology have been invited to read their work (though I am sadly unable to attend due to a prior commitment.)

I hope you are all having a terrific summer.  🙂



My “prayer upon an empty hilltop” will be published in the second annual “Gathering” poetry anthology.

I’m so happy to learn that my “prayer upon an empty hilltop” poem will be published in the second annual Gathering poetry anthology — due to be released at the end of August by Poets Anonymous!  I will post details and ordering information as it becomes available.

I had my work selected last year for the Gathering’s inaugural issue, so I am especially honored to see one of my poems published in this second annual collection.

Thanks once again to Bards President James P. Wagner, as well as Lesley Tyson and Megan McDonald of Poets Anonymous!



Because they can’t just … Sho Kosugi. (Okay, that was terrible.)

Dude discussing ninja movies on a Gen X Facebook page: “I’m just wondering where all the ninjas went after 1993.”

Me: “Oh, they’re still there. YOU JUST CAN’T SEE THEM.”



Sign outside downtown Roanoke restaurant: “NEAT DRESS REQUIRED.”

I don’t own ANY dresses.

Seriously, though — I actually stood there for a second pondering what sort of sort of slovenly dresses women had worn in order to prompt management to make the rule. (Was it a wild Saturday night?) Because I am slow on the uptake.



Hey, in fairness, they aren’t actually “pandas” either.

True fact — I didn’t really know what red pandas were at one point and I kept referring to them as “those cinnamon raccoons,” and there are still people who laugh at me about it.



Photo credit: Mathias Appel, CC0, via Wikimedia Commons

Throwback Thursday: these little ice cream cups!

These were a treat for special events when I was in grade school (both public and private).  We used to get them on field days and such.



“Live, Laugh, Loathe”

Gonna make me a t-shirt with that slogan and get filthy rich.



Update — Hey!  My friend Laney made a meme out of this just now and it’s pretty cool!



Shine On, You Crazy Mountain.

One of those moments when clouds cast shadows over the valley while the mountain remains sunlit.  It looks so surreal when that happens.  (This picture doesn’t really do it justice.)

Roanoke, Virginia.



Spillwords Press names Lisa H. Owens as Author of the Month for June 2024.

I hope you will all join me in congratulating Lisa H. Owens for being named Spillwords Press Author of the Month for June 2024.  (Thanks  also once again to those of you who voted for me.)  🙂

And while we’re at it, let’s also congratulate Joni Caggiano for winning Post of the Month for her poem, “Worn Slap Out.”