A online poetry magazine.
For poets who don't have a MFA from an elite university, aren't beloved of the progressive movement and NPR, and who don't want to write poetry that rants the standard socialist rants....
And for readers that want vivid words and explosive images but maybe don't care for the worldview of some of today's poets...
Magdalena Lamont is here for you.
Published semi-occasionally.
Edited by Nissa Annakindt, poet, Aspie & cat person.
Monday, September 29, 2014
Poem: socks are underwear, after all!
socks are underwear, after all!
eating spaghetti with a cattle prod
the small byzantine child asks
mother may i keep this fish head
it followed me home
& the mother
a neophyte carpet prostitute, says
yes but only if you
drink your opium
all gone
1990
Nissa Annakindt
Recently I self-published a poetry chapbook called 'surly petunia', a collection of 24 short poems. This is one of the poems from that collection. surly petunia is available as a free e-book at Smashwords in epub format: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/480237
It's also available for Kindle at Amazon.com, but they make me charge 99 cents.
Amazon US: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00NZ96EYE
Amazon UK: http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/product/B00NZ96EYE?*Version*=1&*entries*=0
Amazon India: http://www.amazon.in/gp/product/B00NZ96EYE?*Version*=1&*entries*=0
This e-zine needs poetry submissions. Here are the guidelines: http://linalamont.blogspot.com/p/submit-poems-here.html
The editor's Facebook writing page:
http://www.facebook.com/NissaAnnakindt
Sunday, September 14, 2014
#PoetryPantry: remembrance of persian opium
This is a post for Poetry Pantry #218. For more poetry or to share your own poem, click on the link. There are also some lovely pictures of Italy on the page this week.
remembrance of persian opium
the northern inhabitants cannot
behead the profane so proficiently
lack of practice i expect
the machete maddens them
altho impudent, we eat plasterboard on request
against the dread of the dossier
still the annihilation so devoutly to be wished
escapes us, tho the usual intoxicants attempt discretion
in quiescence is contraband schizophrenia
1990
(c) Nissa Annakindt
This poem is one of the many included in my book, Where the Opium Cactus Grows. The current edition of the book won't be available for sale for much longer as I'm going to be putting out a revised and expanded edition shortly. After that, I'll be working on a second volume of poetry to be titled 'Waiting for the Poison Shot'.
About this blog:
This used to be my main blog, before I migrated to Wordpress. I decided to turn this one into a poetry e-zine. I don't know how that's going to work out.
My Facebook writing page:
http://www.facebook.com/NissaAnnakindt
Friday, September 12, 2014
Poetry Friday: The Classic Tradition of Haiku
Since 'The Classic Tradition of Haiku' is a Dover Thrift edition, I knew it would be cheap. What I didn't know was that it would be good--- better than many a higher-priced haiku book.
What's so great about it? First of all, each haiku is given not only in one or more English translations, but in the Japanese original, transliterated into our Latin alphabet.
The transliterations can be used to evaluate the sounds used in the original haiku, and to count the syllables. Though what Japanese poets are counting when they write haiku isn't exactly a syllable as we understand it.
There are over 40 haiku poets included in the anthology. The earliest one is Iio Sogi (1421-1502). He was known as a renga poet. (Haiku are a part of renga.)
Here is an example of Sogi's work:
ayafuki kuni yaThis haiku is 7-7 rather than the common 5-7-5, is not about nature, and lacks a season-word, and so is different from what we normally think of as classic haiku.
tami mo kurushiki
and will the land not fall in ruin
with its commoners in distress
The most recent poet included is Masaoka Shiki (1867-1902), last of the four great historic haiku writers. Here is an example of his work.
harusame ya
kasa sashite miru
ezoshiya
spring rain
browsing under my umbrella
at the picture-book store
This is more like the haiku we are used to, though by my count it's 5-7-4. It does have a season word, however.
This little book is a delight. Useful not only to the haiku poet and haiku fan, it's also a great book for a homeschooling mom teaching a poetry unit, or for a school teacher.
This is how I am using the book lately to learn to write haiku: each day I copy out one haiku into my composition book. I then use it for a model--- or just for inspiration--- to write one of my own. Here is one I did using the above haiku by Sogi as a model:
when tranquil deer mouse trembles
the whole field jumps at shadows
(c) Nissa Annakindt 2014
This is a post for Poetry Friday. Visit the others here: http://www.nowaterriver.com/a-child-can-be-the-poetry-friday-roundup/
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Thursday, September 11, 2014
Poem: Don't Look At My Face
Don't look at my face.
No change, just large bills.
One wrong move will be your last.
(c) Paul Violi
haiku
Found in 'Haiku in English: The First Hundred Years', edited by Jim Kacian, Philip Rowland, Allen Burns.
Review: The poetry book 'Haiku in English: The First Hundred Years' is a fine collection of English-language haiku from Ezra Pound and Wallace Stephens onward. This poem is actually found in the Authors' Foreward.
This is the first poem other than my own to be featured in this blog. Since it is one I found in a book, this post is officially a review of that book and a sample of the delights to be found within.
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No change, just large bills.
One wrong move will be your last.
(c) Paul Violi
haiku
Found in 'Haiku in English: The First Hundred Years', edited by Jim Kacian, Philip Rowland, Allen Burns.
Review: The poetry book 'Haiku in English: The First Hundred Years' is a fine collection of English-language haiku from Ezra Pound and Wallace Stephens onward. This poem is actually found in the Authors' Foreward.
This is the first poem other than my own to be featured in this blog. Since it is one I found in a book, this post is officially a review of that book and a sample of the delights to be found within.
Visit the Editor's Facebook Page:
http://www.facebook.com/NissaAnnakindt
Wednesday, September 10, 2014
Poem: Cry of Cicadas
Cry of Cicadas
cry of cicadas
cover the sounds of the knife
slayer in night fog
9/6/2014 – haiku
5-7-5, autumn season words (cicada, night fog)
(c) Nissa Annakindt
My book:
http://www.amazon.com/Where-The-Opium-Cactus-Grows/dp/0557939135
My Facebook writing page:
http://www.facebook.com/NissaAnnakindt
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