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March 19, 2014

New Pretty Owl Poetry!

"Gorgeous broken doll brains, stillborn. Powdered up."

The first issue of Pretty Owl Poetry is alive and includes a collaborative poem by Juliet Cook & Robert Cole - "Egg Sack Suspension Cord". 

Read more here - 
http://prettyowlpoetry.com/egg-sack-suspension-cord/
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Published on March 19, 2014 18:42

March 15, 2014

March Thirteen Myna Birds is alive, swimming, flying, hiding, swinging, cutting its fingers and swooning

The Thirteen Myna Birds flock is newly updated! Offering the title poem from Susan Yount's new contest winning Blood Pudding Press chapbook - and poems from some of the contests semifinalists - Patti Flint, Allie Marini Batts, and Jessy Randall.

"She can hear the red stream calling - layer after layer of vibrating - velvet legs begin thrashing - a human leg bone - small wound littered with strawberry seeds - stars sewn across our palms - pulled the songs out of your mouth backwards"

http://13myna.blogspot.com/
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Published on March 15, 2014 20:32

March 11, 2014

This is Poetry

"Loony bin pyrotechnics glimmer
inside my disaster zone, call me"

Or read me or something.

I have a couple poems up at This is Poetry, a project of the Literary Underground

http://thisispoetry.tumblr.com/
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Published on March 11, 2014 19:30

March 10, 2014

Sunday March 16, Snoetry Poetry Reading

This Sunday March 16, anyone in or near the Cleveland area who likes poetry, consider coming to this day long Snoetry reading (or part of it) http://crisisblog.crisischronicles.com/2014/02/17/snoetry-4-a-kulchured-winter-wordfest---march-16th-at-guide-to-kulchur-in-cleveland.aspx


60 different readers for ten minutes each (including me at 2:30-2:40).
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Published on March 10, 2014 19:50

March 9, 2014

Blood Pudding Press Poetry Oodles this March!

Susan Yount at AWP 2014 (in Seattle) holding copies of her Blood Pudding Press Contest Winning poetry chapbook, "House on Fire", during her book signing.

Get a copy of her chapbook here - https://www.etsy.com/listing/150775648/sister-blood-and-bone-by-paula-cary-2013























Blood Pudding Press editor Juliet Cook) has a busy March ahead and is still a bit discombobulated and playing catch up after a very busy end to last month, but here is some of what's in the works for the rest of March.

Reading, writing, submitting - and trying to catch up on reading submissions to Thirteen Myna Birds. As of right now, the coming-soon March issue is filled up with another teaser piece from Susan Yount's  winning chapbook plus poetry from some of the recent Blood Pudding Press chapbook contest semi-finalists (Patti Flint, Allie Marini Batts, and Jessy Randall) AND the upcoming April issue is full too with a teaser piece from the upcoming chapbook by Paul David Adkins plus more poetry by Susan Yount and Roberta Chloe Verdant, David Hutt, Zoltan Komar, Nynlil Shain, Jeremiah Walton, Kenyatta Jean-Paul Garcia, and Stephanie Kaylor.

As of right now, it's still not too late to partake of the current Myna Birds flock and read poems from the winners and finalists (Susan Yount, Paul David Adkins, Alessandra Bava, Donavon Davidson, Kelly Andrews, and Jay Sizemore)  here - http://13myna.blogspot.com/.

Closer to the end of March, I hope to be starting to work on the next winning Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "Stick Up" by Paul David Adkins.

Next weekend, Sunday March 16, for interested poetry peeps in or around the Cleveland area, Juliet Cook (and oodles of others - 60 featured readers) will be performing at this Snoetry poetry reading from noon until 11:00 P.M. -http://crisisblog.crisischronicles.com/2014/02/17/snoetry-4-a-kulchured-winter-wordfest---march-16th-at-guide-to-kulchur-in-cleveland.aspx

I'm probably forgetting something(s), but those are the creative basics that are popping out now...

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Published on March 09, 2014 13:25

March 5, 2014

February 24, 2014

Blood Pudding Press at AWP Seattle, February 27-March 1

Placing this note at the top of my page (again), since it is now coming VERY SOON!

Very excited that 2014 will be my Blood Pudding Press's first time ever attending AWP and having a table there - and sharing table space and poetry love with a number of other extra-special poetry women.

At AWP Seattle February 27-March 1.

Blood Pudding Press with The Rooster Moans Poetry Cooperative splitting table T3 – Hyacinth Girl Press with Menacing Hedge splitting table T4 – {dancing girl press & studio} with Misty Publications splitting table T5.

Poetry friends who are there, stop by and meet me at Table T3.

Partake of and consider purchasing the NEW 2014 Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, 'HOUSE ON FIRE' by Susan Yount.

Partake of and consider purchasing 2013 poetry chapbooks by Lisa M. Cole, Lora Bloom, and Paula Cary.

Partake of and consider purchasing earlier Blood Pudding Press poetry chaps too.

Stop by for the author signing by Margaret Bashaar of her Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, 'LETTERS FROM ROOM 27 OF THE GRAND MIDWAY HOTEL on Thursday February 27 at Table T3 from 3:30-4:00 P.M.

And more more more!

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If you are not attending AWP, all of the above noted chapbooks (and more) are also available via the Blood Pudding Press etsy shop here -http://www.etsy.com/shop/BloodPuddingPress
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Published on February 24, 2014 16:59

February 23, 2014

The first review of the new Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook - House on Fire by Susan Yount

Near the end of the book, in the poem “Ars Catastrophe” Yount writes, “Poem was not the sun but a light/ blue stock letter to anyone.” Yes, this is certainly not a book where the sun shines, but many readers will find comfort in Yount’s blunt honesty and bravery while looking darkness straight in the eye and not blinking.

from the first review of the new Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, House on Fire by Susan Yount (thank you very much to Lisa M. Cole for reading it and taking the time to write this review).

Read all of Lisa Cole's remarks here - http://moonglows-reviews.blogspot.com/2014/02/susan-younts-house-on-fire.html

Partake of/purchase the House On Fire chapbook here -https://www.etsy.com/listing/177826146/new-house-on-fire-by-susan-yount-2014?
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Published on February 23, 2014 12:18

February 19, 2014

Blood Pudding Press at AWP Seattle, February 27-March 1

Next week it will be Blood Pudding Press's first year at AWP (Seattle February 27-March 1)!
Meet Blood Pudding Press (and me, because it's my press)at Table T3.

Partake of and consider purchasing the NEW 2014 Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, 'HOUSE ON FIRE' by Susan Yount.

Partake of and consider purchasing 2013 poetry chapbooks by Lisa M. Cole, Lora Bloom, and Paula Cary.

Partake of and consider purchasing earlier Blood Pudding Press poetry chaps too.

Stop by for the author signing by Margaret Bashaar of her Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, 'LETTERS FROM ROOM 27 OF THE GRAND MIDWAY HOTEL on Thursday February 27 at Table T3 from 3:30-4:00 P.M.

And more more more.

***
If you are not attending AWP, all of the above noted chapbooks (and more) are also  available via the Blood Pudding Press etsy shop here - http://www.etsy.com/shop/BloodPuddingPress
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Published on February 19, 2014 15:07

February 7, 2014

Middle-aged Dream

Part of last night’s dream:
Just as I am walking into a large public restroom, holding my small dog on a leash, a skinny, middle-aged woman is stepping out of one of the restroom’s stalls, nude, with her pubic hair removed.
‘Can anybody help me?’ she asks in an annoyed tone of voice, as though she already knows that nobody is going to. She was asking for help getting back on her wheelchair.  Everyone just ignores her and she says in an even more annoyed sounding voice, ‘Fine, I’ll call someone’.
That’s when I respond (because I don’t want to be another one of the people who just ignores something they don’t want to deal with or are not sure how to deal with), ‘I could try to help you.  The only reason I didn’t answer right away is because I have my dog and…’.
Meanwhile, everyone else is just washing their hands and ignoring the situation.

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When my alarm clock woke me from the dream before I could try helping:
As usual when I wake from an unusual dream, I start wondering what it was ABOUT. 
How does a woman step out of a restroom stall, standing by herself, but need help getting back on her wheelchair? I didn’t ask myself that in the dream – in the dream it was more like if she asked for help, she needed help – why question why?  Of course, in real life, people (including me) question things a lot, sometimes to avoid diving in.  In real life, I don’t automatically help someone, unless I feel like they really need it – but how do I know?
Why was the woman nude – and why, after I woke from the dream, did I start wondering if that woman was some representation of ME – a skinny, middle-aged woman who sometimes wishes people would pay more attention to me than they do – but why should they? Maybe I’m an unattractive middle-aged weirdo that’s hard to identify/identify with. Granted, my character in the dream was walking my little dog and wearing a short skirt that many women my age probably wouldn’t wear.
Granted, in real life, I’m pretty skinny and like being skinny and I don’t think I look old, but maybe I do.  Maybe I look considerably older than I feel.  Maybe I look more akin to the annoyed, middle-aged woman who stepped out of the toilet stall nude, but there was nothing attractive about her nudity; it was just odd and disconcerting.  Her face looked old.  Her body was skinny and looked like it was in good shape, but even though she didn’t look unhealthy, she somehow looked too skinny.  And even though I remember seeing her shaved crotch,  I don’t remember seeing any breasts.  What’s that all about?
I’ve been having breast issues lately i.e. I wish I had some; not someone else’s, but I wish mine were a little more substantial instead of borderline nonexistent. Maybe borderline nonexistent is an overstatement.  Or maybe it’s not. Maybe I’m akin to a middle-aged, annoyed, annoying, somewhat disturbing person that’s the opposite of appealing when I get naked (physically OR expressively) and most people would rather just ignore it.

Accept for the younger version of myself that will TRY to help the annoying, unattractive, uncomfortable, nude older version of myself onto her seemingly unnecessary wheelchair. 
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Published on February 07, 2014 15:29