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The cool people at Spillwords Press published my “Weeping Willow Haiku.”

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You can find it right here.  🙂

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

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The Galway Review 14 anthology was released yesterday with my love poem, “Where Would We Go?”

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I’m honored to be one of 17 poets worldwide whose work was selected for The Galway Review 14, the latest annual anthology from The Galway Review in the Republic of Ireland.  My love poem “Where Would We Go?” appears on Page 60; it was first first published online by the journal a month ago.

You can order a copy by contacting The Galway Review directly at thegalwayreview@gmail.com.

This is the second time that my work has appeared in one of the journal’s yearly anthologies.  Thanks once again to Managing Editor Ndrek Gjini and the rest of the leadership and staff of this distinguished publication.

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Mary Washington College friends are the best.

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My alumbud Rick Slagle: “My Mary Washington friend has been published again and I am enjoying my 2nd Eric Nolan book!”

Thanks, man!

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I swear I am not making this up.

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Irony is when you exit the dry cleaner and a HUGE flock of birds IMMEDIATELY takes flight and poop-bombs you like you were Dresden — which could NECESSITATE A SUBSEQUENT DRY CLEANING.  (I actually do need to throw my jacket in the washer now.)

This is collusion.  That lady feeds the birds with a portion of her profits.  I’ll bet there are rows of feeders on the roof.

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1408?

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Is this the haunted Nail Salon & Spa?  It’s even named for NYC, which is where Stephen King’s dooming eponymous hotel room tormented poor Mike Enslin.

That’s some synchronicity worthy of The Dark Tower.  FOLLOW THE PATH OF THE BEAM.

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“Clever girl.”

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You KNOW how I love puns and portmanteaus, etc., etc.

Someone just called me “Nolandsman” and I am over the moon.

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“Whippoor … whippoor … whippoor …”

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Why did biology class never teach us to interpret the weird sounds our bodies would start making at around age 52? Instead it was all about the pistils and the stamens and the mitochondria and the cell division.

I swear to you, something in my left flank just made a noise like half a whippoorwill call — but with a wistful timbre to it.

If I call my doctor tomorrow and ask him about wistful-whippoorwill-kidney, he’s going to dump me as a patient. Because he’s put up with a lot of shit up until now.

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Eric Robert Nolan featured in World of Poetry anthology.

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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!

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Throwback Thursday: my (TERRIFYING) awkward phase!

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⚠  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.

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Happy New Year!!!

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Wishing all of you Happiness, Health and Prosperity in 2026!

French New Year’s greeting card, 1910