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asakiyume on the spring full moon of Nisan and the poem I wrote for Thomas Andrews on the centenary of the Titanic, have been accepted by The Revelator, where my Lovecraft poem "Being Providence" has already found a home. I hadn't intended for them to be published as a sort of gerund triptych, but I'm really not going to complain now that it's happening. The editors suggest a new poetic form: the tri-Taaffe. I should let them collage all my work.
Discovered last night: John Coulthart's "S. Latitude 47° 9', W. Longitude 126° 43'." I really want a print. I wonder if I can get it without buying the calendar. Apparently I should read more William Hope Hodgson.
asakiyume on the spring full moon of Nisan and the poem I wrote for Thomas Andrews on the centenary of the Titanic, have been accepted by The Revelator, where my Lovecraft poem "Being Providence" has already found a home. I hadn't intended for them to be published as a sort of gerund triptych, but I'm really not going to complain now that it's happening. The editors suggest a new poetic form: the tri-Taaffe. I should let them collage all my work.Discovered last night: John Coulthart's "S. Latitude 47° 9', W. Longitude 126° 43'." I really want a print. I wonder if I can get it without buying the calendar. Apparently I should read more William Hope Hodgson.
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Thank you! I think I am a featured poet. That's happened to me once.
Mmm. Giant cephalopod.
Giant cephalopod depicted as in a newspaper from 1925. (Okay, it's a bit woodcut-y for 1925, but I don't want to quibble. It's not like anyone had a Leica in the night-lost middle of the Pacific, forsaken by all but the wrong gods.) There are so many things I like about that.
The rest of the calendar is up!
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I am now seeing someone in the prow of a boat snapping away at a Leica while a giant cephalopod looms dangerously over... My husband has a Leica, though he would not be at sea; more likely to be camped out in his darkroom.