All posts for the month January, 2012
Welcome to Spread Poetry
Posted by Jeremiah Walton on January 31, 2012
http://nostroviawriting.wordpress.com/2012/01/31/welcome-to-spread-poetry/
Mishka Zakharin
Mishka Zakharin, a native of Wisconsin, earned a BA in English (he’d wanted a BS, but was informed he already had enough of that, he didn’t need a degree besides) from UW-Whitewater, graduating Magna Cum Laude, in 1992. He has since published over 20 anthologies of poetry, prose, and miscellaneous ramblings, as well as seven eBooks. Amongst the main influences in his work, he credits an ecclectic mix of the greats of 19th Century Russian literature, Shakespeare, Marx (specifically Groucho), Jack Kerouac, and Steve Martin. Mishka currently resides in Hartland, Wisconsin. His poem Big Julie’s Radish Entourage was published on the Nostrovia! Poetry guest blog.
Reading From Tolstoy
Not a god,
not a man…
not even
an over-glorified,
over-indulging,
over-zealous,
yet under-achieving
ape—
magnanimously superior
and self-aggrandizing,
picking nits
from his fur
as he squats in
the squishy squalor
of his existence…
(—though, probably,
the last rings most true…)
“She loves me,
she loves me not…
she loves me—”
“Are you still living?!”
“No—I died long ago…
but you already knew,
didn’t you…
you better than anyone…”
The penultimately procrastinated,
born of Epimethial unintent…
malingering, stagnating—
‘til Destiny arrives,
sweeping into my life
like a warm, spring breeze,
and verily blowing me away!
She takes me bodily
into her naked embrace—
then rejects me—
shuns me!
pariah!!—
leaving us with pasts
each had found unfulfilling…
eternity remaining unoffered…
Later, she reads to me:
‘Then do this for me—
never utter
such words again,
and let us
be good friends…’
‘Friends we
shall never be.
You know that
yourself…’
Does it even really change anything?
I mean…I suppose I’ve always known
exactly who and what I am—
yet I was completely unprepared
as undeniable reality
smacked me in the face with it…
Grains or grasses
or caustic chemicals—
the elixir of beloved,
soul-sustaining,
fermented potato nectar!…
drugs and booze and wh—
…ritual bleedings…
yet nothing can erase
the misdeeds and misdirections,
the myriad of misgivings
that have led to ruin…
without her,
nothing can make of me
more than I am,
when it was she
—the predilection of
all my proclivities—
who did ever inspire me
unto all I might be….
She reads:
‘I am lost, lost!
Worse than lost!
I’m like an
over-strained
violin string
that must snap…’
All I ever wanted
was to be real…
I know now
such can never be.
-from ‘The Green Lamp’ ©2011
[One neat thing about being a poet, if you should happen to fall in love with someone who is also a poet, you sometimes have some pretty eloquent arguments on paper… ‘Reading from Tolstoy’ is a rebuttal to a poem a former love wrote about me.]
The Ass Poem (A sonnet)
Needs must I assay, with utmost assertion,
Her assets, all, were of the finest display—
Yet must I assert, her fairest ascription
Follows her about in the most pleasing way.
To assess from behind—the soul doth ascend!—
Demands an assiduous aspiration;
An assurgent assurance that, in the end,
Assents to an assize of asseveration!
To assort such an aspect, yet not offend—
For easily may your assigns go astray—
Let not your emotions be astir, my friend,
And, with a subtle assuagement, survey;
So ascetic I must be—or it’s harassment, you see…
Ah, if only she could know how much her ass meant to me!
-from the eBook ‘Zakharinish Zeitgeist’ ©2010
[Written in homage to a co-worker’s posterior…]
Posted by Jeremiah Walton on January 31, 2012
http://nostroviawriting.wordpress.com/2012/01/31/mishka-zakharin/
Ballfights
This work was crass and rude, and so damn refreshing to read. Praises to Ballfight! – Jeremiah Walton
Fucking amazing. How does this stuff end up in your head? I mean that in the most reverent and awestruck way possible. - Anonymous
Brilliant. Disgusting and completely brilliant. Never a miss with you, Mr. Jones. – Lapper
Posted by Jeremiah Walton on January 30, 2012
http://nostroviawriting.wordpress.com/2012/01/30/ballfights/
How To Read Poetry Explained Through Poetry
Posted by Jeremiah Walton on January 30, 2012
http://nostroviawriting.wordpress.com/2012/01/30/how-to-read-poetry-explained-through-poetry/
Heath Ison – An American Degenerate
1/4 LIFE REALIZATION
Reaching several of many future
breaking points, I pondered
on this one thoughtfully.
It wasn’t I who was sick
and diluted. It is the
world.
by Heath Ison
Published on newwavevomit. Read more of his writing there.
Heath Ison lives in Indiana where he currently works and degrades his soul. He has his own self-published anthology comic titled, Disruption Unlimited. Follow him at heathdegen.blogspot.com.
Posted by Jeremiah Walton on January 29, 2012
http://nostroviawriting.wordpress.com/2012/01/29/heath-ison-a-talented-poet/
And now for something completely different
Posted by Jeremiah Walton on January 28, 2012
http://nostroviawriting.wordpress.com/2012/01/28/208/
Reddit Authors Website!
The new Reddit Authors site is a website exclusively for Reddit authors. Reddit is an online social community, and among the communities on Reddit, there is one dedicated to writing. A member of this writing community has produced a website for Reddit authors to have their writing shared and advertised. The website is still under production according to the creator, but is currently functional and has multiple Reddit writers featured. Here is a link to the Reddit post where this site was announced.
Posted by Jeremiah Walton on January 27, 2012
http://nostroviawriting.wordpress.com/2012/01/27/reddit-authors-website/
Henry Miller’s Eleven Commandments
COMMANDMENTS:
1. Work on one thing at a time until finished.
2. Start no more new books, add no more material to “Black Spring”.
3. Don’t be nervous. Work calmly, joyously, recklessly on whatever is in hand.
4. Work according to the Program and not according to the mood. Stop at the appointed time!
5. When you can’t create you can work.
6. Cement a little everyday, rather than add new fertilizers.
7. Keep human! See people, go places, drink if you feel like it.
8. Don’t be a draught-horse! Work with pleasure only.
9. Discard the Program when you feel like it- but go back to it the next day. Concentrate. Narrow down. Exclude.
10. Forget the books you want to write. Think only of the book you are writing.
11. Write first and always. Painting, music, friends, cinema, all these things come afterwards.
Posted by Jeremiah Walton on January 27, 2012
http://nostroviawriting.wordpress.com/2012/01/27/henry-millers-eleven-commandments/
Stigmas in Self-Publishing
This is another of those posts that we all knew was coming.
I've already addressed the differences between the two methods of publication. They both have their drawbacks and benefits. They're pretty similar in terms of the steps that a manuscript needs to go through before it hits the market, but vastly different insofar as who does the work.
I've waxed analytical on this…
Posted by Jeremiah Walton on January 26, 2012
http://nostroviawriting.wordpress.com/2012/01/26/178/
A Writing Exercise Courtesy Of Reddit
“I love writing, and I think I’ve gotten pretty good at it. However, all the writing I’ve done has been dry, academic type stuff. Every time I’ve tried to write an actual story, it’s turned out terribly. So, I’ve been doing this easy exercise to get better. I thought some of you might want to try.
So here’s what you do. Go on omegle or any one of those “chat anonymously with random strangers” type sites. As soon as you connect with someone, just start telling them an impromptu story. Don’t plan it out ahead of time and don’t stop typing until they disconnect. It’s actually pretty fun and I’ve gotten some good story ideas, just by riffing. My record is 20 minutes.”
Posted by Jeremiah Walton on January 26, 2012
http://nostroviawriting.wordpress.com/2012/01/26/a-writing-exercise-courtesy-of-reddit/
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