Sunday, December 27, 2009

Yule

I was there, when men squatted on haunches
to chip flint and weave webs of belief
from seasons and circles of death and growth.
The stink of boar-grease stiffening my braid
and blue whorls whispering under my skin
offered hope that darkness could end.

I put on homespun robes and tonsured my head
to walk the years when dogma stalked faith;
smoothing old ways and old faces to new shapes,
nudging builders to find safe spaces in stone arches.
Heedless of changed names for the turns of the year,
I watched the ploughman bury cakes for first cut,
crooned the song of seasons round to seed-time.

I’ve paced the years’ life and I am still here to die
ever again. Hide me beneath plastic and tinsel,
dress me in red, fatten my cheeks, disinfect my story;
the scent of old circles clings to the shade of man.

Friday, December 25, 2009

Peace to all the Paddlers

Saturday, December 05, 2009

Season of THE FLEA

You've got to pick up every stitch,
The rabbit’s running in the ditch,
Beatniks are out to make it rich,
Oh no! Must be the Season of the Witch...


http://www.the-flea.com

Thomas Zimmerman, Marly Youmans, Gail White, Timothy Murphy, Rick Mullin, David W. Landrum, Rose Kelleher, Clive James, Jan Iwaszkiewicz, Midge Goldberg, Richard Epstein, Ann Drysdale, Kevin Cutrer, Norman Ball, Gene Auprey, Mark Allinson, Mary Alexandra Agner.

Tuesday, December 01, 2009

Who decides which poets editors may publish?

I am the founding editor of Shit Creek Review, The Chimaera and The Flea, three poetry venues which between them have published nearly one thousand high-quality, mostly formalist poems as well as short stories, reviews, essays and poetry features. I have had no option but to resign from the Eratosphere poetry forum because of the activities there of a particular group of members who have consistently and forcefully attempted to dictate who I may or may not publish in my poetry magazines. More details on the Caratacus blog.