Sunday, August 29, 2010

social-i

Hugely pleased to say that one poem by me, "mother of madness," is due in social-i who provide us with ergonomic art for odd shaped people, and whose third edition will be coming shortly, mine will be in the fourth, however, since I was confused by Duotrope and submitted too early. Anyway, check them out now here, since it's a great zine.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Psychic Meatloaf print issue #1

As promised, a link to the 1st print version of Psychic Meatloaf where there is work by me. It's well worth reading. Here it is.

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

Clockwise Cat 18

It's that four times a year time to be happy, people, since Clockwise Cat is out again. Issue eighteen is up and has three poems by me in it.

There are also reviews there what I wrote. Two books by Gillian Prew and one by David Mac. Buy all three or the bunny gets it!

Male, Pale & Old

Pleased to say that the new special issue of Literary Mary is out. Male, Pale & Old is an anthology issue with work from what they describe as "16 outstanding men of the small press." Very pleased to be included, check it out at the link.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

The Writing Disorder

Hugely pleased to say that at least three by me, maybe more, will be in Writing Disorder's Fall or Winter issue. Check this zine out now though.

Red Fez

Pleased to say that one by me will be in the next issue of Red Fez. Great zine, check it out.

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Leaf Garden Press 10

Pleased to say that Leaf Garden Press is available for order or download as free pdf at their website here now. As always a wonderful zine. So buy it, or at least get the free version.

Friday, August 13, 2010

The Gathered Bones - Michael Mc Aloran

The Gathered Bones
by Michael Mc Aloran
Calliope Nerve Media
40 pp
Calliope Nerve's storefront
chapbook review by David McLean


This little book by Irish poet Michael Mc Aloran is a marvelous set of comments on the poverty of consciousness as it faces death, decay and the fundamental exigencies of mortality and our shame before the temporary flesh.


The dregs

The filth

Burning the air like
Shredded paper

Sharded bones crackling their death
Consumed by the darkness
(from Shroud)


These poems are songs assembling our various pains and are marked by a powerful sense of hopeless anguish in the face of futural nothingness.

He leaves a


shroud of black knuckles cracking
in the vault of [the reader's] skull
(adapted from Skull)

Because it is a disgrace basically that although there will be ruins, we have no future state into which we may enter, just sullen death and terrible absence where everything about the self that actually renders it “us,” our actual consciousness, is absolutely extinguished and exists no more.

Much of poetry is premised upon religiosity. Among intelligent poets only Philip Larkin and Sylvia Plath stand as contributors to the Summa Atheologica. This is why this book is so congenial to me, it offers no consolation, there not being any, to those who regard their psyches as so perfect that they deserve survival.

And Mc Aloran uses a Bataille quote as a header to a poem. Certainly, this book is part of the accursed share, our mad expenditure of anxiety against what is perfectly natural, the excess energy that builds in this shitty society extravagantly expended in a potlatch of words offered to our own negative sensibilities. And it threatens the established at least in the sense that the alert reader may wonder about the point of going to work when

My laughter is
The fallen

Leaves

And the night

Crushing my
bones

The derelict
Silt of

My desire
(Silt)


Energy here is the eroticism of slow slicing, death by a thousand cuts, the bones falling regardless after, the whole chapbooks is an almost perfect set of songs from under the floorboards

Soundless

The bones collapse
Breath upon flesh a trace of viscid night.

Flesh against flesh of desire

A taste of blood in the mouth
Nothingness to capture the cleft trailing winds

Through the absent skull an echoing dark light
Vibrating teeth of anguish

Ashen cries of final emptiness
The darkness clarifies

Tomb of forgotten breath

Meat of endless night in the catacombs of
Soundless dreaming


Buy it here.

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Mung Being

Mung Being #33 is out. Hugely pleased to say that there are five poems there by me at this link. Fantastic zine as always, you really should read it.

Saturday, August 7, 2010

Gutter Eloquence Print

The long-awaited first print issue of Gutter Eloquence is out, work by me and many others. It really has a great line-up. Order here.

Friday, August 6, 2010

Howls & Pushycats

Delighted to say that a poem by me called "we were drunk and hungry," based on a delightful true story of Russian Goth cannibalism, will be appearing in the 1st pdf issue of Howls & Pushycats, which has a promising name.

Monday, August 2, 2010

Petrichor Machine

Delighted to say that Petrichor Machine have accepted a piece by me for their first issue, this will go to print in May 2011. Details etc at their website here.

Deep Tissue 7

There's three things by me in the excellent seventh issue of Deep Tissue Magazine. Read it here.

Psychic Meatloaf

As earlier noted, two in first Psychic Meatloaf, and that is now available as a pdf or for online viewing with mine here. Coming soon in print and looks great.