Poetry blog Experiential-Experimental Literature (aka Ex-Ex-Lit) posted “Trapped by the Pyramid” on May 8. You can read it here.
Online journal Sick Lit–tag line “Bringing the real. Keeping the weird.”–posted four poems on May 5: “Research on the Line,” “Hidden Curriculum,” “At a traffic light, looked up,” and “If the world can get me to sleep.” You can read them here.
Just catching up on some publications after a trip to the Southern California desert: Joshua Tree, Slab City, Salvation Mountain, Mount San Jacinto, the Cabazon Dinosaurs, and the Palm Springs Tonga Hut.
Over the break, three different journals included my work on May 1:
A big group of multi-media material appeared in Otoliths #45, including a textual poem, a video poem, and six stills from the video. “The Earth Remains Flat” is one of the pieces I’ve been working on lately with the theme of “Civilization’s Lost.” I used a section of the text as an overlay in a video poem of the same name, and then pulled stills from the video. Some of the images dig into asemic territory. You can view it all here.
“The Haunting” appeared in Black Poppy Review. You can read it here.
“One for the Road” appeared in In Between Hangovers. You can read it here.
Several poems appearing in the blogoverse this week.
On April 25, one of my video poem stills, “Emit Damage-1” appeared in H&. You can see it here. This is a still from the video poem “Reprogramming Cybertopia.” You can see the entire video on the Bionic Eyes YouTube channel here.
On April 23, “Rock Remains Rock” was published in Streetcake Issue #52. You can read it here.
Plus, I posted another video poem on the Bionic Eyes YouTube channel. This one’s called “Succubus Highway” because of all the bikini girls on motorcycles. The text reads “wherever there are ruins/lives like flames/dance across time.”
Today, experimental poetry blog Ex-Ex-Lit published my poem “Forensick Recovery (Ring in the News).” You can read it here. This one’s wild and crazy, with a lot of sound words swirling around some vague sense, kind of like watching a news report while half asleep.
A still image from one of my recent video poems appeared on March 30 in the poetry journal H&. This visual poem is titled “Static-1”. You can see it here.
The text on the image reads: “static/crushed bits/another meme ends.” It’s taken from one of a new group of works centering on lost civilizations, and the fragility of cultures, languages, and nations. The source video was created using a long chain of glitch video devices and other old video effects processors. Some of that footage can be viewed on the Bionic Eyes YouTube channel.
Today, poetry blog Your One Phone Call published my poem “The Art of the Deal.” You can read it here. This is the second of three of my poems the journal will publish this month.
Although the title references Trump’s book, the poem doesn’t really deal with him or his businesses. And this piece was written in the 90s, back when a Trump presidency was just a joke. Nonetheless, the poem describes a phantom Washington, DC, which is kind of prophetic, looking at it now.
Another one of my poems has appeared in the illustrious poetry blog In Between Hangovers, part of a series of pieces that will be published there in the coming weeks.This one is called “Marketing Zero,” and you can read it here.
The Experiential-Experimental-Literature blog features “texts that change the conscious parameters of literature, both for readers and writers.” Today (2/17/17) my poem “The Golden Touch” appeared in the journal; you can read it here.
Today issue 4.4 of Futures Trading was released, containing one of my poems “Listen Carefully.” You can find it in the issue close to the bottom of the page, in between Texas Fontanella and Mark Young, two of my contemporary poetry heroes. Or you can read it on Scribd here.
Online poetry blog In Between Hangovers published another of my poems today, January 11: “Radio Underbelly Consummation.” You can find it here. This is part of a larger batch of poems the editor accepted last month, to be published one at a time every few weeks.