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Zygote in my Coffee April 2012   1 comment

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Zygote in My Coffee April 2012

 

To read the issue, go here: http://www.zygoteinmycoffee.com/100s/issue137contentsradnads.html

 

First, let me just say how happy I am that Zygote came back. They were one of the first to publish me, and so many of those early online zines have gone dark. I’m ecstatic they’ve published my poems, Sapiosexual and Glottophagy, this month in issue #137.

 

Both Sapiosexual and Glottophagy continue the series I’ve been working on of Three Dollar Poems, poems that have long and/or archaic words for titles that then go on in the body of the poem to define the word in some way.

 

A sapiosexual is a person who is turned on by another person’s intellect, and not their physical appearance. Glottophagy is a term that refers to when a language is completely taken over by another, so that the words themselves are lost. This is commonly referred to as language death, but glottophagy, let’s admit it, is a lot more fun to say.

 

I am so excited to see these two poems published together, as they are both inspired by the new man in my life, and the impact these changes have had in both my point of view and in my writing. Glottophagy especially encapsulates this, since I had been in such destructive relationships previously, it was hard for me to reclaim the language necessary to write poems and fiction that reflect happiness and true love. Working through the poem was a gateway for me to a whole new range of images and metaphors that had been closed off to me before.

 

I am eager to see what new poems will be inspired by this amazing new journey in my life, and I can’t wait to share them with you, my fans and supporters. I think, in times like these, we can all use a few more happy poems, don’t you?

 

 

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Lit Chaos   Leave a comment

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To read my poems in Lit Chaos, click here

Sadly, Lit Chaos is no more. Well, the online journal known as Lit Chaos is no more, in my daily life, in the life of the literary world, there is still enough chaos to go around. But the Lit Chaos crew were always friendly, they had a nice little press going for awhile. And then, without warning, they just weren’t there, not updating the website, not responding to emails. I’ve been involved with other publications that have quit, but usually there is a very sad email that comes, filled with valid reasons, stuffed with regrets and assurances that the website will remain archived for as long as they can, but that nothing on it will change.

And so it is with Lit Chaos. I click on the site and it’s a veritable ghost town. Nothing changes, and yet you can feel a presence… somewhere…

One of the reasons I loved Lit Chaos so much is the two poems of mine they published in 2008, “Detroit Joe” and “Hands Down“. Both of these poems are fun to read out loud, if you don’t believe me go ahead, try it.

I don’t often write in form, most of my poetry is free verse, but occasionally I find a topic, or dream up a line, that just fits into one form or another. Hands Down is just such a poem, a villanelle, its anthem style fits well as a protest against homelessness, poverty, the inability in the face of disaster to help the most helpless amongst us.

Detroit Joe isn’t written in form, but it is based on a beat. I have a soft spot for Motown, and Detroit Joe takes that influence and writes a story to its beat, another anthem of sorts for the working man, just trying to make the weekend stretch as long as he can.

What are you angry about this week? What irks you, gets your goat? Write about it this week, look into different poetry forms, pantoum, villanelle, sestina, sonnet, haiku, and see if a form fits your anger. Use repetition to your advantage, drive your points home.