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The Galway Review publishes my poem “Where Would We Go?” — and also selects it for its 2026 anthology.

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I’m ecstatic!  The Galway Review today published my poem “Where Would We Go?” — and also selected it for its next anthology, The Galway Review 14.

You can find the poem at The Galway Review online right here.

The anthology will be released in April 2026; I’ll post purchasing details when they become available.

The Galway Review is the leading literary magazine for Galway, the fourth largest city in the Republic of Ireland.  It features contemporary reviews, fiction, non-fiction, poetry and photography, and seeks to publish work that is “beautiful and different.”

I am once again grateful to Managing Editor Ndrek Gjini and his colleagues for allowing me to see my work showcased by this important literary resource for Northern Europe and beyond.

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My poetry appears in three new anthologies by Cooch Behar Magazine.

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I am delighted today to learn that my poetry has been published in three new anthologies by Cooch Behar Magazine in India.

My poem “she” appeared in the new Illusion anthology, my poem “March Midnight Window” appeared in the Longing anthology, and my poem “The Mountain At Summer, Seen From Passing Car” appeared in the Joy anthology.  You can purchase the respective volumes here, here and here over at Amazon.

Thanks, as always, to Editor Sourav Sarkar for allowing me to see my work appear in such outstanding publications!

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Roanoke rainbow.

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At right is the Taubman Museum of Art.

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The Butterfly Effect.

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Entranceway Park, Roanoke, Virginia.  The butterflies were monarchs, I think.

Why are they called “butterflies,” anyway?  Did some weirdo try spreading them across a slice of bread at one point?

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Birds circling in unison over Market Square, Roanoke, Virginia

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September 2025 — last night’s dusk.

These cell phone videos don’t really do the scene justice.  They looked soooo cool soaring and circling as a flock.  If you listen closely during the videos, you can hear them chirping.

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I awoke this morning to the sound of bagpipes.

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There was a parade through town that was led by firemen.  And later I think I heard church bells.  I’m pretty sure it was a remembrance of 9/11.

This really is a wonderful little city.

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In Virginia, everyone is your friend.

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Complete strangers will give you huge smile and a fist bump and say, “Keep on rockin’, Baby.”

I swear to you, New York is not like this.

I indeed WILL keep on rockin’, Sir. Thank you.

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So I passed a couple of nice milestones yesterday.

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I’ve now been published throughout 60 periodicals in 11 countries and five continents.  It’s a good feeling.  🙂

[Update — I edited the headline to correctly read “passed a couple of nice milestones” instead of “hitting” them.  Because that’s an entirely different metaphor.]

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The Creativity Webzine features “Roanoke Summer Midnight”

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I am thrilled tonight to see The Creativity Webzine in Germany publish my poem “Roanoke Summer Midnight.”

The theme of the May issue is “History,” and my poem is meant as an homage to the spiritual, natural and architectural history of my adopted home, rural Southwest Virginia.   You can find it at the link below:

The Arts Section of The Creativity Webzine

Thanks to Editor-in-Chief Charles E. J. Moulton for allowing me to see my work showcased within this wonderful creative community.

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The Roanoke Typewriter Sales Company

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This is probably the most visually interesting building I’ve found here in Roanoke, Virginia — the Roanoke Typewriter Sales Company on Campbell Avenue.  It’s just past the east edge of downtown, on the other side of the tracks, in the shadow of the overpass.  It has a quasi-wedge shape that’s hemmed in closely at the rear by adjacent train tracks, and at its top is a billboard like a great, garish tiara.

If this isn’t the setting for a short story, I don’t know what is.

(May 2025.)