Well, here’s a nice way to start the year — I found out this morning that my poetry was included in Cooch Behar Magazine’s latest anthology, World of Poetry.
You can find it right here over at Amazon.
Thanks, as always, to Editor Sourav Sarkar for featuring my work in yet another wonderful poetry book from India!
⚠ WARNING — THIS POST MAY CONTAIN GRAPHIC OR DISTURBING IMAGERY. ⚠ Is it any wonder that I am happier as an adult? The first picture below was taken in the early 1980’s. The latter was taken a couple of days ago.
Granted, I’m not exactly Chris Hemsworth now, but ya gotta admit that 53-year-old me is a damn sight better looking than 13-year-old me. Adolescent Eric looks like a cross between an anemic Oscar Wilde and an accursed species of upright, hairless goat.
“Thanks for the trauma!” I told my sister after she texted it to me.
“It’s what I’m here for,” she told me.
Wishing all of you Happiness, Health and Prosperity in 2026!
French New Year’s greeting card, 1910
The past year was the best ever for poetry and commentary, with publications in the United States, Britain, Ireland, Germany, India and Bangladesh — along with a short story publication in Chile.
You can find all the links to my 2025 poetry and commentary at the link below. Thanks for coming along for the ride. 🙂
I’m so happy to share here tonight that the Poetry Hall quarterly bilingual journal again published three of my poems today in Issue 30. The poems selected were “Milky Way Haiku” (“银河俳句”), “Demurring Haiku” (“谦拒俳句”) and “Blood-Moon Haiku” (“血月俳句”). As always, they appear in the journal in both English and Chinese.
You can find Issue 30 right here at Amazon.
Thank you, once again, to Editor-in-Chief Xu Yingcai and translator Zhang Ning for allowing me to see my writing appear in this distinguished international literary journal!
OH MY GOD, I FORGOT TO WANG CHUNG TONIGHT; everybody was told to do it.
Signing a book for a friend. 🙂
This just in … AI developing targeted spam for authors is a goddam nightmare.
You can develop an ear for it pretty quickly — the language it employs has its own unique blandness to it. But, because I am often slow on the uptake, I thought these flattering e-mails were legit. (And it was a heady feeling to suddenly discover mysterious critics praising some very specific aspects of my writing from more than a decade ago.)
Now the problem is the frequency of these e-mails themselves. Maybe it’s just and end-of-the-year thing, but I got two in the last two hours, and they have a knack for fooling spam filters.
We never got the Westworld hotbots or Ron Moore’s chic, uber-cool cylons, but technology gave us this shit? We got robbed.
Why does everything have to be awful? Sorry. I’m in a mood.
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 