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. 🙂
2025.
Signing a book for a friend. 🙂
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.
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!
At right is the Taubman Museum of Art.
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?
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.
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.
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.
Eric Robert Nolan, Author 