* Jeffrey Winke is a regular IS&T contributor – we'll be publishing some of his latest haibun over the next few weeks.
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Friday, January 30
New haiga by Jeffrey Winke
by
Charles Christian
on Fri 30 Jan 2009 10:08 AM GMT
* Jeffrey Winke is a regular IS&T contributor – we'll be publishing some of his latest haibun over the next few weeks. Thursday, January 29
Casey Quinn wants to be like John Wayne
by
Charles Christian
on Thu 29 Jan 2009 10:02 AM GMT
i want to be just like john wayne drink my whiskey while laying down the law. a real, gritty, down to earth, no bull, straight shooting, type of man. lead with actions, not words. stand up for what is right. take the moral high road. a man respected and beloved, by all. yea, i want to be john wayne. right after i finish my mocha latte, i'm going to my salon and get my hair styled, get new denim clothes, a big hat, neckerchief and cowboy boots. i'm going to be just like him. * Casey Quinn is a writer of prose and poetry. He is also editor of the online magazine Short Story Library http://shortstory.us.com as well as the managing editor of ReadMe Publishing www.readme.us.com Wednesday, January 28
2008 anthology available now
by
Charles Christian
on Wed 28 Jan 2009 07:12 PM GMT
 Ink Sweat & Tears has just published its first anthology – called Ink Sweat & Years (ISBN: 978-1-907043-00-0) – containing a selection of some of the poetry and prose (as well as some haiga) that we published during the course of last year (2008). It is published in a chapbook format, costs £3:50 + p&p and you can order it via either Amazon or IS&T's own chapbook shop (see link on righthand column) which has a PayPal payments facility. You can also email or even snail-mail post in orders. Now, here's the good news for contributors... by way of a thank-you, all contributors get one free copy of the chapbook (no matter where you are on the planet). All we need from you is a note of your postal address (email it in please) and we'll start getting the copies off to you. In terms on contents, we have contributions by (in strictly alphabetic order)... Fiona Boyle Elizabeth Braken Melanie Brown Marguerite O’Callaghan Ralph-Michael Chiaia Nuala Ní Chonchúir Abbie Clark Will Collins Colin Cross Belinda Dale Tish Davies Samantha Desmond William Doreski Bev Ellis Dianne Feaver Rachel Fox Bernardine Freud Frances Gapper Kezia Green Rachel Green Louise Halvardson Ken Head Tania Hershman Sarah Hilary Matthew Howard John Irvine Pat Jourdan Alex Keegan Ron Koertge Stephanie Leal Chris Major Mike Montreuil Katrina Naomi Mandy Pannett Sharon Petts Clare Phillips-Barton Nigel Pickard Helen Pletts Alexis Rotella Julian Stannard Geoff Stevens Padrika Tarrant Maureen Wheldon Gwilym Williams Roddy Williams Jeffrey Winke Please keep the submissions coming in – who knows, you may get to be featured in our next anthology. Tuesday, January 27
Patricia Mullin is looking at a pile of kitchen utensils
by
Charles Christian
on Tue 27 Jan 2009 10:21 AM GMT
Today (Tuesday 27 January) is National Holocaust Memorial Day. This poem was written in response to a pile of kitchen utensils on display as part of The Holocaust Exhibition at The Imperial War Museum in London. The Whisk, the Spoon and the Grater. The handing down of recipes grandmother, mother, daughter. How much grated lemon rind? ‘Is this a pinch mama?’ Almonds blanched or toasted? The blending of butter, the tender folding of egg white. Simple acts of love. In a small brown case, Ira placed the whisk the spoon and the grater she would never use. The whisk, the spoon and the grater, were added to the pile. Simple acts of hate. * Patricia Mullin trained at Colchester School of Art, Central School of Art & Design (now Central-St Martins) and Goldsmiths. Her first novel Gene Genie was published in 2005 and in 2007 she graduated from the Writing the Visual MA at from Norwich School of Art. Patricia is completing her second novel Casting Shadows, writing short fiction and teaching creative writing at Norwich Cathedral. Monday, January 26
John Grochalski's wonders where Judy is tonight
by
Charles Christian
on Mon 26 Jan 2009 02:39 PM GMT
judy judy said she had a tattoo of calvin and hobbes on each ass cheek and she had dirty blonde hair and almond eyes that looked at you, pierced you in a way that said you could really learn to understand each other when you weren't too busy fucking. when she spoke she said stupid things, but who didn't. she said things like we really see eye to eye and aren't weddings the best or beer will make me fat. and when you took judy on the dance floor she laughed every single time you dipped her and when i pulled her close she breathed heavily on my shoulder that is, until my friend, colby, cut in. judy came to the wedding with colby, and afterwards he was going to take her to a hotel and fuck her in order to get back at his girlfriend for getting pregnant. i'd forgotten that part. i really wanted judy but colby was like family and he said isn't she the kind of woman your friend should really be dating and how could i argue with that? but more than everything else judy could nuzzle a man under his ear just right, and she was a master at playing one fool off another one. her kisses tasted like roses and hell, after all of these years i wonder where judy is on this ugly earth tonight. * John Grochalski is an American writer whose poetry has appeared in a wide range of magazines. His short fiction has appeared in the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette and the forthcoming anthology Living Room Handjob. My His collection of poetry The Noose Doesn't Get Any Looser After You Punch Out is published by Six Gallery Press. Sunday, January 25
New podcast by Graham Burchell
by
Charles Christian
on Sun 25 Jan 2009 09:43 PM GMT
Here's our latest poetry podcast recording, courtesy of PoetCasting.co.uk. The poem – Still Waiting – is by Graham Burchell. Graham Burchell has published a pamphlet Ladies of Divided Twins (Erbacce Press, 2008) and a collection Vermeer’s Corner (Foothills Publishing, 2008). His poems have appeared in a number of print and online journals including Borderlands Texas Review, Euphony, Acumen, and South Crannog. He was nominated for a Pushcart prize in 2006.
IS&T contributor's new book
by
Charles Christian
on Sun 25 Jan 2009 09:58 AM GMT
Regular IS&T contributor Helen Pletts has a new collection out. It is called Bottle Bank (paperback, 60 pages, ISBN: 978-1849231190) and is available on Amaazon for £4.99 + p&p. Helen also has a new blog where you can read more about her work at www.stem-of-quietly-disarrayed-fertility.com
Saturday, January 24
Jon Tait's been called to prayers
by
Charles Christian
on Sat 24 Jan 2009 08:19 AM GMT
Call to prayers There’s no chance of me getting off the ship in Tunis as I look at the endless green embarkation cards in Arabic & as I gaze from the rails spot not only industrial metal towers and buildings and old tugs puffing black smoke but a serious looking cop with a smart grey uniform and a machine gun across his chest although behind him up on a yellow hill in the distance I can see the ancient city of Carthage & I’m wondering about the mysteries there & the exciting busy bustle of the souks with fantastically coloured carpets & the throng of chatter rising in strange tongues I’d had the excitement all morning looking at the black African coastline in the muggy brown darkness before dawn with the lights from strange towns twinkling like distant stars from the round porthole & I can almost taste the spices in the food from a dark street vendor as I stride along in a cream suit and panama hat like a secret service agent on my way to meet a contact just got to get past that cop cross the large car park & there are the white domed buildings blinding in the sun with a heat so oppressive it hangs heavy in your lungs while in the distance a megaphone calls people to prayers. * Jon Tait is a former sportswriter and was the press officer at now defunct Gretna FC in the Scottish League. Friday, January 23
Kayode Isaac's got a life
by
Charles Christian
on Fri 23 Jan 2009 09:58 AM GMT
My Life’s Back
I was doing this before, steadily – And for my age and range, doing it well Cuddling you, molding you, making-up and dressing your contents I was using you, not only as the butter for my bread But also as the point of my strength – the only meal that truly revives me Eating you with all my strength to gain more. No fame, fortune or flaunt I wasn’t looking for them anyway, their fourth friend is failure Within me though, I was getting what you give and give abundantly; You were giving me life Until I chose the path of lifelessness – not death For they are three: life, lifelessness and death! Now that I’ve squandered my lifelessness and hate death, I need my life back – the pen and paper; the creativity; the tranquility My bread, on which I coat you, my butter My palm oil with which I eat the yam of life I need you in my life, dear life Death I hate and lifelessness I have exhausted! * Kayode Isaac is a reporter for a society magazine in Lagos, Nigeria. Thursday, January 22
Helen Pletts is checking out Facebook
by
Charles Christian
on Thu 22 Jan 2009 02:32 PM GMT
Facebook
He is pinning tiny rows of coloured heads – the secretly destroyed butterflies of his heart. They face an empty bar stool, or turn their glances to the wind – locks of hair separating, twisting across absent-minded brows. And when they send him messages – that the sea is either too warm, or too cold – he will type three lines and maybe add a X or two. * Helen Pletts is a regular IS&T contributor who now lives in the Czech Republic. |
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