Greetings Y’all Poets, Bards, n Troubadours A short one this week, but celebratory. With luck, I expect we will have Skipping Stones Vol VI in hand as early as Friday!!! It’s been a long, frustrating journey, but we are nearly there. Between now and the end of December I will be working out... »
W. W. Yoder, III of Chesapeake share his thoughts on 'the second coming of suburban bliss.' »
Greetings Y’all Poets, Bards, n TroubadoursSKIPPING STONES Vol VI is off to the printers. As soon as we have a delivery date (hoping for two weeks or earlier), I’ll post it online and let everyone know. That’s the good news. It pains me to alert all that production costs, like... »
Chesapeake resident Brian Batts has won a gold Parents Choice Award for the Fall of 2009. Brian's illustrated children's book with audio also has been highly praised by readers on Amazon.com. He wrote the story and composed the music for the book. Charles Long of Norfolk illustrated the book. »
Fence is not locally based, but I think it’s a good literary review for new poets to check out. I like its contemporary flare and occasional edge. Plus, how can I not tell you about a the issue with Rainer Maria Rilke in it? From Fence Books: Pretty soon a new issue of... »
From Tom Robotham of TReehouse magazine, which is a locally-based online publication…. Please take a look at Angela Blue’s new piece on TReehouse–You Are What You Eat. I still eat meat of all kinds, but often feel like a hypocrite because I don’t know whether I could kill a mammal for food. Could you?... »
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE, 2004-2006 I love poems in which the central metaphors are fresh and original, and here’s a marvelous, coiny description of autumn by Elizabeth Klise von Zerneck, who lives in Illinois. Like Coins, November We drove past late fall fields as flat and cold as sheets of tin and, in the distance, trees were... »
W. W. Yoder, III of Chesapeake VA shares the experience of a June day turn night after hours stuck inside during choir practice. Although the author doubts the sense of practicing indoors, he finds solace in the evening. »
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE, 2004-2006 It’s likely that if you found the original handwritten manuscript of T. S. Eliot’s groundbreaking poem, “The Waste Land,” you wouldn’t be able to trade it for a candy bar at the Quick Shop on your corner. Here’s a poem by David Lee Garrison of Ohio about how... »
BY TED KOOSER, U.S. POET LAUREATE, 2004-2006 It’s been sixty-odd years since I was in the elementary grades, but I clearly remember those first school days in early autumn, when summer was suddenly over and we were all perched in our little desks facing into the future. Here Ron Koertge of California gives us a... »