Sunday, May 27, 2012

Dude, Where's My Poet? (and a MFing Bike!)

Holy crap, it's been a long time. Too long. I've been too busy. I've got about twenty emails waiting (very patiently) for responses. I've got notes that are waiting (impatiently) to be turned into poems. And I've got contests that are screaming their pending deadlines at me. They're also screaming, "Why are you working seventy hours a week if not to spend money on poetry contests?" Because my brain is weird like that (Oh, and FYI, I work seventy hours a week because I like electricity and the fancy DVR thing on my TV that lets me skip commercials for stuff I shouldn't spend my money on).

So, I'm trying to catch up on my reading but there's so much stuff in my blogger-following thing that I'm picking and choosing based on titles (for example, I will read "Sexy Typewriters, Wodehouse Nonsense" from The Paris Review's blog and "The Reproductive Success of a Poem" from The Kenyon Review's blog very soon. I would read "To the penises on Versal's wall" over at Versal's blog but for some reason it has been taken down...). I've also got new issues of Boxcar Poetry Review and Rougarou and diode to read, a bunch of new chapbooks from Imaginary Friend Press to order, print journals to re-subscribe to and individual poems to submit (yes, I'm typing/publishing this list simply to quickly remind myself).

But, after a long day at work, I don't really want to do any of that. I just want to sit outside with my wife, watching the fat bunny that lives in our yard, who we've named Shannon and who will probably eat my wife's crop of carrots, and the tiny baby bunny that lives in our yard, who we've named Teeny and who will definitely eat my wife's crop of carrots, and the hummingbirds that have no names and will seriously freak me out if they start to eat carrots. I usually just check my email to read the latest round of rejections (and, occasionally, acceptances). On that note, here's what's been happening over the past five months:

Harpur Palate 11.2 is now (and has been since before AWP) available.

Tilt-a-Whirl accepted and has published "Vasectomy Paradelle."

Emerge Literary Journal has published "The Legend of the Misfit Skins" online. The issue also includes and incredible poem by my boy, Dan NowakA print issue of Emerge is also now available and will include my poem "Echos" (and also includes a poem by Dan Nowak).

The Oklahoma Review has accepted two poems, "Why I Hate the Sunrise" and "Poem Written in a Crawlspace" for their Spring 2012 issue, which should be released sometime this summer.

The Summer 2012 issue of Northwind Magazine will include my poem, "Suffering From Insomnia, I Look For You in Nebraska."

A new journal, Linden Avenue, has accepted two of my poems for their inaugural issue, to be released in June. Look for the insanely titled "Obligatory Eulogy for Kurt Cobain (Which Turns Out to Also Be About Shannon Hoon [But Which isn't Really About Either of Them])" and "Everything I Know I Learned from Bumper Stickers."

Third Wednesday will publish "The Birth" in their next issue (and they're going to send me a "small check" -- sweeeet).

And finally, Poemeleon will include my poem "Late Night Email to My Brother" in their forthcoming Epistolary Issue, an acceptance letter that came on my birthday:)

Okay -- that's not actually all the news. Blood Orange Review has honored me by nominating my poem "Last Day of Childhood, Nearly Thirteen" for the Best New Poets anthology. The editors at BOR have been way too good to me.

Oh, and "The Summer I Stopped Catching Bees," by Karen J. Weyant, which we published in Glass Volume 4 Issue 1 was selected by Sundress Publications as a Best of the Net poem. Congratulate Weyant by buying her incredible chapbook, Wearing Heals in the Rust Belt (Main Street Rag, 2012).

I've also been receiving some of the nicest rejection letters by some of my favorite literary journals, which is pretty encouraging and exciting.

That said: screw your car. I wanna bike:

Currently reading:
Haunts by Laura Cherry
The Book of My Nights by Li-Young Lee
Space Walk by Tom Sleigh

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