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Poem | Koss | Rat’s Ass Review

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Pleased to have a poem released on a strange and difficult day of beginnings and endings. This piece is ritualistic and I started it in a CA Conrad workshop, then “workshopped” it in Lynn Melnick’s 92Y workshop last fall/winter. It incorporates bits of the ritual into it. Does that make it meta-ritualistic? I don’t know, but the timing of events reinforces my feelings of a strange order in the cosmos even when it is not what I would like it to be. “Still Life with Cherry Tomatoes No. 1, Singing Bowl,” a poem about endings and renewal. May the doors open somewhere . . . and life and all its struggles obtain meaning through story (Akasha) and metaphor. All of it. The beautiful, the heartbreaking, and the opaque, mysterious, and labile.

Still LIfe #1, Cherry Tomatoes with Singing Bowl

Koss | Best Small Fictions 2020

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I don’t know how I missed this unless it got zapped in the mysterious WordPress crash of February, but my flash fiction/prose poem first published in Cincinnati Review’s Micro series was selected for the Best Small Fictions 2020 anthology. I received my copy a month ago, and it’s full of great writing including work by Kim Addonizio, Kathy Fish, Ilya Kaminsky, and many others. Pick up your copy on the Sonder Press site or on Amazon. I wrote this piece when I was about 25 in a class I took with Maxine Chernoff (a great prose poem writer). There’s a recording on the Cincinnati Review site, as well as one here on my “Listen” page. Also read Madeleine Wattenberg’s interesting article on Failure Poetics for a unique perspective on expectations and writing.

Koss – Best Small Fictions 2020 – Kim

New Publications | Poetry | Koss | November 2020

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Was pleased to get this copy of Spillway #28 in the mail a couple days ago. Lots of good poetry on the inside . . . This is a dream poem from my forthcoming book, One for Sorrow. I’ve been told it’s cheap to write about dreams, but I rather think of dreams as poems we write when sleeping. This particular one was somewhat nightmarish. I had another dream poem, “Dead People Don’t Dream Hamburgers” (keep reading) published this month in Eunoia Review.

Eunoia Review is an online journal based in Singapore with a large readership, and I was very grateful they accepted these three poems, including a prose poem, “Dead People Don’t Dream Hamburgers,” also from my book. Please click on the links to read the poems, and check out my main page for links to many of my online pieces.

Dead People Don’t Dream Hamburgers, a prose poem
November Betrays All Jiltings, a poem
Airport Meeting, a poem

Amethyst Review also published some poems this month, two mystical pieces.

What Becomes, the Hawk, a poem

I make these half-assed promos for social, but decided I could share them full-sized here, and generally, when someone goes to a blog, they need something to look at. The only thing they all have in common is I try not to spend too much time on them. Most are cobbled together from my own photos, but I have been known to tinker with stock photos. I think if I could say one true thing about death, this passage about absence is IT.

Mourning Aubade, a poem

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