Juliet Cook's Blog, page 97
October 3, 2017
NEW in Philosophical Idiot! - Dementia Is a Raptor
"She keeps on screeching out her own bad apple,
hacking it out of a cockatoo mouth and thenit grows into a high-pitched velociraptordiving in for the next attack."
from my poem "Dementia is a Raptor", up at Philosophical Idiot today
More here - https://www.philosophicalidiot.com/julietcookpoetry2
hacking it out of a cockatoo mouth and thenit grows into a high-pitched velociraptordiving in for the next attack."
from my poem "Dementia is a Raptor", up at Philosophical Idiot today
More here - https://www.philosophicalidiot.com/julietcookpoetry2
September 29, 2017
The New September Flock of Thirteen Myna Birds has Arrived!
The NEW September flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is HERE:https://13myna.blogspot.com/
It starts with three sampler poems from the new Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "Fuck Cancer Poems" by Michael Grover.
It includes new poetry by Heikki Huotari, Daniel G. Snethen, M.Stone, Steve Sibra, Eileen Murphy, Dan Flore III, and Leona Vander Molen.
"Watching myself die - Mauve spidery velvet - Rotting wild cherries dropped like marbles in the soil - tangled up in our own seaweed - Pain has worked grooves into your face like bone - Everyone has their own sickness to feed - the stag’s spirit easily hopped into Father’s open mouth - panic for A sting never intended - Whenever I am in a plastic bag you can't decide - I drown in the tub while You go back to bed - The moon is melted, all but shelled - in one of those collages they put together for viewings and funerals"
It starts with three sampler poems from the new Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "Fuck Cancer Poems" by Michael Grover.
It includes new poetry by Heikki Huotari, Daniel G. Snethen, M.Stone, Steve Sibra, Eileen Murphy, Dan Flore III, and Leona Vander Molen.
"Watching myself die - Mauve spidery velvet - Rotting wild cherries dropped like marbles in the soil - tangled up in our own seaweed - Pain has worked grooves into your face like bone - Everyone has their own sickness to feed - the stag’s spirit easily hopped into Father’s open mouth - panic for A sting never intended - Whenever I am in a plastic bag you can't decide - I drown in the tub while You go back to bed - The moon is melted, all but shelled - in one of those collages they put together for viewings and funerals"
September 26, 2017
NEW from Blood Pudding Press - "Fuck Cancer Poems" by Michael Grover now available for pre-order!
"I feel the pressure of the WorldLifted off my shoulders
Like two days in a row off
They asked me to work today
& I said no
Like I needed the money
To work this hard & be this poor"from the poem "Like Autumn", within the new poetry chapbook Fuck Cancer Poems by Michael Grover, now available for pre-order from Blood Pudding Press, HERE:https://www.etsy.com/listing/560564955/pre-order-fuck-cancer-poems-by-michael?ref=shop_home_feat_4
September 25, 2017
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September 22, 2017
New FLAPPERHOUSE #15 and Happy Fall!
Happy Fall!"That devilish little minx known as FLAPPERHOUSE #15 is finally ready to spread its leathery wings & fly into the darkest abysses of your minds..."This new Fall 2017 addition includes two collaborative poems by Michael Bernstein and me, along with lots of other oddities that I look forward to partaking of soon.
HERE - https://flapperhouse.com/zine/15-fall-2017/
HERE - https://flapperhouse.com/zine/15-fall-2017/
