Infused in crumbling crust
is delectable violent violet –
a pounded plum,
a welt of fruit.
Oh, if my lips could peruse
that square and powdered sugar-bruise.
(c) Eric Robert Nolan 2024
Photo credit: Takeaway, CC BY-SA 4.0 <https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/4.0>, via Wikimedia Commons
… Falconry on a Balcony.
“The Falconer,” Thomas Couture
And why not? I’m a sharp guy.
Food, a nice place to live in a city that I love, a wonderful girl and loads of good friends. A good portion of the world is not so lucky.
Perspective is a good thing.
Eschewing the Oxford comma — that’s something else I’m thankful for.
Your absence ever leaves me sour,
annual absconded hour —
that vexing day when March exhibits
sixty fewer sleeping minutes.
Subtract an hour of labor, please!
But leave to me my precious Z’s!
— Eric Robert Nolan
I am currently enjoying The Galway Review’s annual anthology, The Galway Review 12 — which includes my poem, “The Beach House, Early Spring.” (The piece was published online by the magazine in October 2023.)
This really is one of the nicest honors I’ve received as a poet. The Galway Review is the city’s leading literary magazine, with more than a half a million readers worldwide, and I was included along with just seven other poets to see my work appear in this annual publication. I remain quite grateful to the magazine’s editors for selecting my poem.
If you’d like to peruse the anthology, you can read it online for free right here.
… and I’m just over here thankful that the goddam “Clippy” nightmare is over.
I don’t know who finally went Sarah Connor on his ass, but I’m eternally grateful.
Shared a little guerilla poetry in Charlottesville, Virginia this week with poetry mini-books, designed and produced by the fondly remembered, late Robert Hansen at Poems-for-All.
The nice people at Spillwords Press featured a haiku of mine today; you can find it right here.
Thanks once again to Chief Editor Dagmara K. for allowing me to be a part of the Spillwords Press community!
I’m honored to share here that three poems of mine have been selected for publication by Lothlorien Poetry Journal: “school shooter,” “The Windy Morning” and “The Rough, Violet Stone.”
Thanks once again to Editor Strider Marcus Jones for allowing me to see my work showcased by this excellent literary magazine!
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 