Juliet Cook's Blog, page 55
May 1, 2019
Five mini-interview questions combined
Five recently answered poetry mini-interview questions of mine linked together.
Thank you to Cleveland Poetics.
HERE - https://clevelandpoetics.blogspot.com/2019/04/juliet-cook-answers-questions.html?fbclid=IwAR2uM-IRqdjloM_1Qc8C_Jk0eT-fo-3XPeL_OVDJzdsOted5qRHu1Gbn8og
Thank you to Cleveland Poetics.
HERE - https://clevelandpoetics.blogspot.com/2019/04/juliet-cook-answers-questions.html?fbclid=IwAR2uM-IRqdjloM_1Qc8C_Jk0eT-fo-3XPeL_OVDJzdsOted5qRHu1Gbn8og
Published on May 01, 2019 14:46
April 30, 2019
NEW in BARNHOUSE Journal - "Her Mother Took Her to the Next Door Neighbor's Pig Roast" by Juliet Cook!
"The way her belly looks now makes her think about the pig roast."
Inside my poem, "Her Mother Took Her to the Next Door Neighbor’s Pig Roast", appearing in the NEW O H I O Loves You (a national poetry month feature issue) in BARNHOUSE Journal, on the last day of poetry month!
Read more HERE - https://ohiolovesyou.tumblr.com/post/184535190206/her-mother-took-her-to-the-next-door-neighbors
Published on April 30, 2019 14:53
April 29, 2019
One of the first purchases of my new poetry chapbook, DARK PURPLE INTERSECTIONS (inside my Black Doll Head Irises)
A photo of one of the first purchases of my new poetry chapbook, DARK PURPLE INTERSECTIONS, along with several other wonderful chapbooks.
Thank you very much to John Burroughs for purchasing the book at the National Poetry Month Book Fair at Coffee Coffee Coffee, April 28, 2019, and for taking the photo.
I'm hoping to add this new chapbook to my Blood Pudding Press shop sometime this week, so stay tuned if you are interested.
Thank you very much to John Burroughs for purchasing the book at the National Poetry Month Book Fair at Coffee Coffee Coffee, April 28, 2019, and for taking the photo.

Published on April 29, 2019 22:39
Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbooks, at the National Poetry Month Book Fair at Coffee Coffee Coffee, April 28, 2019
Published on April 29, 2019 18:32
April 26, 2019
poetry mini interview (part five)
I am up at poetry mini interview again (Very short interviews with poets, Conducted by Thomas Whyte), where poets offer 5 short answers to 5 short questions, one per week.
Here's my FIFTH and final answer - http://poetryminiinterviews.blogspot.com/2019/04/juliet-cook-part-five.html
(I must have answered this question a while ago, because NOW one of the chapbooks I refer to has had its name slightly changed to "Dark Purple Intersections (inside My Black Doll Head Irises)" and it is DONE and will be revealed VERY SOON - AND the other chapbook I mention, "red circles into nothing" was recently accepted by Clare Songbirds Publishing - AND I created ANOTHER new chapbook and had that one accepted too!)
Here's my FIFTH and final answer - http://poetryminiinterviews.blogspot.com/2019/04/juliet-cook-part-five.html
(I must have answered this question a while ago, because NOW one of the chapbooks I refer to has had its name slightly changed to "Dark Purple Intersections (inside My Black Doll Head Irises)" and it is DONE and will be revealed VERY SOON - AND the other chapbook I mention, "red circles into nothing" was recently accepted by Clare Songbirds Publishing - AND I created ANOTHER new chapbook and had that one accepted too!)
Published on April 26, 2019 14:17
April 19, 2019
poetry mini interview (part four)
I am up at poetry mini interview again (Very short interviews with poets, Conducted by Thomas Whyte), where poets offer 5 short answers to 5 short questions, one per week.
Here's my part FOUR answer - http://poetryminiinterviews.blogspot.com/2019/04/juliet-cook-part-four.html
Here's my part FOUR answer - http://poetryminiinterviews.blogspot.com/2019/04/juliet-cook-part-four.html
Published on April 19, 2019 06:57
April 18, 2019
Happy Poetry Month from Thirteen Myna Birds! The NEW April Flock Is HERE!
Happy Poetry Month from Thirteen Myna Birds!
This NEW April flock of Myna Birds features Latif Ba, L.B. Stringfellow, MISH, John D. Robinson, Nicholas Hayes, Daniel G. Snethen, Alexander P. Garza, and Felix Purat.
"In the dream, I am on the dark side - In manacles chafing ashy ankles and nails like wild flamingos - Here the dead live close to the living - I am troubled by the heaviness of being - I know it’s temporary, just like everything - all of it in a fifth of vodka or in the dizziness of speech - One who’s svelte becomes lumbering and oafish - He licks his teeth frantically trying to see if they are loose - with space to fill with truth - the spider-webby veins of gravity and time - where the leaves of trees become the dead wings of birds - A web of brain matter, rummaged through - That’s your gift? - the slop of undigested graves - how they seem to construct themselves - It’s astounding: how little time people spend with themselves - She's empty, running on empty - Just cold dead eye balls - gazing down aisles lined with radiant bottles of single malt whiskey, Barbadian rum, vodka white as snow - A sparrow is trapped in the terminal above in caged frustration its wings express a message - Crouching on the stoop, he becomes a gargoyle only to become stone. How else does one become permanent?"
HERE - https://13myna.blogspot.com
This NEW April flock of Myna Birds features Latif Ba, L.B. Stringfellow, MISH, John D. Robinson, Nicholas Hayes, Daniel G. Snethen, Alexander P. Garza, and Felix Purat.
"In the dream, I am on the dark side - In manacles chafing ashy ankles and nails like wild flamingos - Here the dead live close to the living - I am troubled by the heaviness of being - I know it’s temporary, just like everything - all of it in a fifth of vodka or in the dizziness of speech - One who’s svelte becomes lumbering and oafish - He licks his teeth frantically trying to see if they are loose - with space to fill with truth - the spider-webby veins of gravity and time - where the leaves of trees become the dead wings of birds - A web of brain matter, rummaged through - That’s your gift? - the slop of undigested graves - how they seem to construct themselves - It’s astounding: how little time people spend with themselves - She's empty, running on empty - Just cold dead eye balls - gazing down aisles lined with radiant bottles of single malt whiskey, Barbadian rum, vodka white as snow - A sparrow is trapped in the terminal above in caged frustration its wings express a message - Crouching on the stoop, he becomes a gargoyle only to become stone. How else does one become permanent?"
HERE - https://13myna.blogspot.com
Published on April 18, 2019 15:23
April 15, 2019
MORPHOLOGY
Published on April 15, 2019 23:47
April 12, 2019
NEW in Bone & Ink - Combustible Shift by Juliet Cook and j/j hastain
"Stretch marks create their own dance move
in which you want to maneuver your way out
of your flesh and all its moth holes.You can’t help but want to move out of
the fatty strobe, create your own
strobe light, pour out the well
and mix up the bar
until piñatas are in every martini."inside j/j hastain and I's poem, "Combustible Shift", newly up at Bone & Ink, HERE - https://www.boneandinkpress.com/single-post/2019/04/12/Combustible-Shift-Juliet-Cook-and-jj-hastain
in which you want to maneuver your way out
of your flesh and all its moth holes.You can’t help but want to move out of
the fatty strobe, create your own
strobe light, pour out the well
and mix up the bar
until piñatas are in every martini."inside j/j hastain and I's poem, "Combustible Shift", newly up at Bone & Ink, HERE - https://www.boneandinkpress.com/single-post/2019/04/12/Combustible-Shift-Juliet-Cook-and-jj-hastain
Published on April 12, 2019 19:43
poetry taco dream
One of last night's dreams took place in a space that was like an old-school bar poetry reading venue and a large singing competition venue combined. I don't remember the details of the competition, but a male/female couple won something and were then in a back room with Christina Aguilera squirting whipped cream onto each of their exposed chests and then letting a little Chihuahua lick it off.I was standing there watching and eating a hard taco. I held out the taco and asked the winning man, "Is this your poetry that I'm reading?" The taco shell had the guy's name engraved on the side of it. He saw his name and said, "I guess so".I took another bite of the taco and then thought, "Wait, I'm eating a poem?".
Published on April 12, 2019 13:57