Up at The Volta, is a gorgeous piece on the musician Mary Margaret O'Hara by Shannon Tharp. Tharp is another Seattle-based poet we love. Please read!
Issue 8 is up! Let us know what you think. It's quite a doozy as far as size is concerned. There are some new poets and some of our old faves, as well as more from our ongoing interview with Peter O'Leary. Our next one should be out this summer if we've got the time so send us your poems and short pieces/essays. Thanks for your patience and understanding as far as our timeline goes. If you aren't feeling patient or understanding about it, that's okay, please let us know!
Our friend Joel Felix has a new book of poetry out from Verge Books, edited by Peter, published by John Tipton. Joel is a seattle-based poet we met via a poetry conference a few years ago.
in least wind
for ages a rain
O drum frog
era is ova
drew the tea clear
air then air
two scale trees and wet hair
lick your face
- from Limbs of the Apple Tree Never Die
“At the end of this excellent book, in the ‘Afterword,’ Joel Felix elegantly describes his intentions and processes. Thus I can merely note my arrival at that point after the great pleasure of reading this collection of poems, observations, travel notes, meditations, seeds, grafts, serpents and birds, history, culture and love. That pleasure led me sometimes away from the book and on to read things I previously hadn’t and to learn of what I was ignorant. The Trés Riches Heures of Johnny Applegraft came to mind, as did Eve at the lunch counter as sun of an orrery of pomes while outside the window Alexander Pope whip-cracked a succession of snakes. One can not ask more from a book. I enjoyed what it did for me, and that is not yet ﬁnished.”
— Tom Raworth (from Verge Books' website)
Jeff and I just got back from watching The Wind Rises, a movie with massively chivalric, spiritual themes, and I checked the mail only to discover a letter to Felton and Miller! Real snail mail, as I'm sure everyone knows, is almost mythical these days...
Collin Shuster, an LP alum, sent us a poem, a zine, and a lovely letter. This made our day. Miyazaki and snail mail go together quite nicely.
I have to say that the community of people we have met through this humble and very tardy publication has been incredibly beautiful and strangely organic. We don't promote or publicize, we publish on a terribly irregular basis, we have not yet gotten any kind of funding in place to print, and yet people find us. And not just people, but the best poets, in our opinions. And they send us mail!
On that note, issue 8 is literally done except for the bios. Can you believe that?
You can download it here or read it online.
Jeff and Jamie love poetry. We love Apocalypticism, dioramas, and mysticism. Send us your work.