Juliet Cook's Blog, page 64
November 25, 2018
Blood Pudding Press poet Ariana D. Den Bleyker has a new e-chapbook available - "Scars Are Memories Bleeding Through" (Yavanika Press)
I'm happy to have recently written a blurb about the new 13 poem e-chapbook by Ariana D. Den Bleyker, "Scars Are Memories Bleeding Through", now available from Yavanika Press, HERE - https://yavanikapress.wixsite.com/home/our-titles?fbclid=IwAR0H4N04lXUMgbryShnda-IaUFAuGxuygngsZT6Fv1uaE3RWy7LiHls1Wjg
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If after reading her new e-chapbook, you might also like to acquire a print poetry chapbook by Ariana D. Den Bleyker, consider buying a copy of her "Cutting Eyes From Ghosts" from my Blood Pudding Press, HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/512469489/cutting-eyes-from-ghosts-by-ariana-d-den?ref=shop_home_active_6
Published on November 25, 2018 18:32
November 22, 2018
Happy Black Friday and beyond from Thirteen Myna Birds!
Happy Black Friday and beyond from Thirteen Myna Birds! Partake of some poetry and art before and after shopping - or partake of some poetry and art instead of shopping!
New poetry and art and microflash by MISH, Susan Wojnar, Wayne F. Burke, Gary Beck, Nicole Oquendo, Andrea Blythe and Laura Madeline Wiseman, HERE - http://13myna.blogspot.com
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While the room is melting And The Shadows come to call - Our interstellar dance steps invent history - Military Inserts insects Into my brain - Crows fly from me - so close to the whisper of an artery - Join us for air so thin you won’t breath - deterioration devours us - Thousands of spiders, centipedes, flies Erupted from my eyelids - they sacrificed themselves for the profit of a few - Crematorium Bursting with the gritty sooty dead - how could I have seen a spider from across the room, in the dark? - Did it go under the bed?
Blood work by MISH
New poetry and art and microflash by MISH, Susan Wojnar, Wayne F. Burke, Gary Beck, Nicole Oquendo, Andrea Blythe and Laura Madeline Wiseman, HERE - http://13myna.blogspot.com
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While the room is melting And The Shadows come to call - Our interstellar dance steps invent history - Military Inserts insects Into my brain - Crows fly from me - so close to the whisper of an artery - Join us for air so thin you won’t breath - deterioration devours us - Thousands of spiders, centipedes, flies Erupted from my eyelids - they sacrificed themselves for the profit of a few - Crematorium Bursting with the gritty sooty dead - how could I have seen a spider from across the room, in the dark? - Did it go under the bed?
Blood work by MISH
Published on November 22, 2018 22:07
November 20, 2018
Two more photos from the Greater Cleveland Aquarium, Saturday November 17
Published on November 20, 2018 22:10
Sharks (a few more photos)
Published on November 20, 2018 21:26
Seahorses (a few more photos)
Published on November 20, 2018 18:30
Blue octopus suckers and parts of other parts... (a few more photos)
Published on November 20, 2018 16:16
Weedy Seadragon (a few more photos)
Published on November 20, 2018 15:19
A Few Lines from my MALFORMED CONFETTI
"Once upon a time I wished to be wan
with black tips. Sooty tern in place of heart,
pecking, pecking. The shell cracks; it seeps
bone meal. Furry poltergeists sip from
my marrow like maggots
working a wound, little sinners
to digest the dead flesh until
the fur bristles.
It looked like a suckling pig between the legs
again, but one of my holes was birthing
a whole peccary."
inside the poem Balut, inside my new poetry book, "Malformed Confetti", published by Crisis Chronicles Press, October 2018.
You can acquire your own copy of Malformed Confetti from Crisis Chronicles Press, HERE -https://ccpress.blogspot.com/2018/10/Cook102.html
Or from Amazon, HERE - https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1640929738/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_myi?m=AXH8DEUFPPU2O
Or directly from my Blood Pudding Press shop, HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/641070988/malformed-confetti-by-juliet-cook-2018?ref=shop_home_feat_1
with black tips. Sooty tern in place of heart,
pecking, pecking. The shell cracks; it seeps
bone meal. Furry poltergeists sip from
my marrow like maggots
working a wound, little sinners
to digest the dead flesh until
the fur bristles.
It looked like a suckling pig between the legs
again, but one of my holes was birthing
a whole peccary."
inside the poem Balut, inside my new poetry book, "Malformed Confetti", published by Crisis Chronicles Press, October 2018.
You can acquire your own copy of Malformed Confetti from Crisis Chronicles Press, HERE -https://ccpress.blogspot.com/2018/10/Cook102.html
Or from Amazon, HERE - https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1640929738/ref=cm_sw_r_tw_myi?m=AXH8DEUFPPU2O
Or directly from my Blood Pudding Press shop, HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/641070988/malformed-confetti-by-juliet-cook-2018?ref=shop_home_feat_1
Published on November 20, 2018 02:19
November 19, 2018
At the Greater Cleveland Aquarium, Saturday November 17 (a few more photos)
Published on November 19, 2018 21:15
At the Greater Cleveland Aquarium, Saturday November 17 (a few photos)
Published on November 19, 2018 21:04


