THIS BLOG IS NO LONGER OPERATIONAL. PLEASE ENJOY WHAT IS HERE, AND DO LEAVE A COMMENT IF YOU WISH. NORTH CAROLINA'S NEW POET LAUREATE IS CATHY SMITH BOWERS. SHE WILL SOON HAVE HER OWN WEBSITE THROUGH THE NORTH CAROLINA ARTS COUNCIL SITE. I WILL BE SHIFTING MY ATTENTION TO HERE, WHERE I AM, (SEE SIDEBAR)USING IT TO DRAW ATTENTION TO WRITERS WHOSE WORK DESERVES ATTENTION. I INVITE YOU TO VISIT ME THERE. For a video of the installation ceremony, please go to http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xAk6fOzaNE.
Go to http://www.yourdailypoem.com/, managed with finesse by Jayne Jaudon Ferrer, who says, "Our intent is to make visitors to Your Daily Poem aware of the joy and diversity of poetry."
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Redheaded Stepchild e-zine
(When Redheads Take the Dance Floor, by Duane Kirby Jensen)
The new issue of Redheaded Stepchild is out---or I should say up. And it's well worth a click on the link.(http://www.redheadedmag.com) One reason this zine is so good may be because it has our own Malaika King Albrecht as one of its founders and editors. Having Eric Helms as Associate Editor doesn't hurt either! Founding a zine for rejected poems was a brilliant idea, and I was honored to have two of my rejects published in the inaugural issue.
The Spring '09 issue provides an array of intriguing poetry. The NC poets included are Pat Riviere-Seel, Alex Grant, and Richard Krawiec. I was immediately caught up in Krawiec's poem. Let it be a teaser, despite subject, to go visit this zine's website.
My mother was first, a golf ball lump blocking her throat. The doctors claimed it was allergy, the flu until my brother screamed "She can't breathe," and then they found it, ambulanced her at midnight to Mass General where a surgeon slit a grotesque smile from ear to ear to open her throat, remove the tumor lymph nodes her voice.
Ten years later I drive my father on his daily journey for six weeks to the clinic where they dose his prostate with radiation.
The distant son, I change my schedule book flights rush myself, my prayers, beg God to let them live so I can hate them some more, hate myself, the person I've become running so hard from them that I run smack into their own skins.
Richard Krawiec has published 2 novels, a story collection, 4 plays and a poetry chapbook Breakdown (Main Street Rag). His poems and stories have appeared in magazines such as Shenandoah, Sou'wester, Witness, Many Mountains Moving, and elsewhere. He has won fellowships from the NEA and the NC Arts Council.His website is http://home.mindspring.com/~rkwriter.
I've lived in the Blue Ridge Mountains of North Carolina since 1968, though I'm a native of SW Georgia. My paternal grandmother was born in the Blue Ridge, and I grew up wanting to live here. Where I am.
I've published five collections of poetry, the most recent 4 being with LSU Press, and have published poetry in magazines ranging from The Atlantic Monthly to Appalachian Heritage. But I also hike, bang pots and pans around in my kitchen, and love several dogs who leave fur all over my carpets. I write poetry because it's my way of singing back to the world both within and without.