http://the-otolith.blogspot.com.au/2013/01/stephen-nelson.html?m=1
New work up at a brand new Otoliths.
Thursday, 31 January 2013
Wednesday, 30 January 2013
Tuesday, 29 January 2013
Lunar Review
A nice review of Lunar Poems for New Religions at One Night Stanzas:
http://www.readthismagazine.co.uk/onenightstanzas/?p=1626
http://www.readthismagazine.co.uk/onenightstanzas/?p=1626
Thursday, 24 January 2013
Wednesday, 23 January 2013
Ink, Sweat and Tears
http://www.inksweatandtears.co.uk/pages/?p=3932
More prose poetry of a different sort up here today. These appeared in my free Red Ceilings ebook:
EYE JAR
More prose poetry of a different sort up here today. These appeared in my free Red Ceilings ebook:
EYE JAR
Tuesday, 22 January 2013
The Prose Poem Project
http://www.prose-poems.com/pagetwo.html
I have two prose poems up at this site. Scroll down page 2 to read them.
I have two prose poems up at this site. Scroll down page 2 to read them.
Saturday, 19 January 2013
Lunar Poems - the photo!
Here's a photo of my new book! Not a Bible. Not a science book. A book of poems. This particular book was once nominated or rather shortlisted for the Crashaw Prize. It then went 12 rounds before the lovely Alec Newman picked it up at the Knives, Forks, and Spoons Press. Sadly, KFS are going out of business soon. This book is one of their last. As such, it may one day be collectible. Who knows? It's an eclectic mix of long poems, poems in dialect, prose poems, concrete poems and just, well...poems. If you'd like a copy, and you know you would, contact me, I have a few. Or contact Alec at KFS (you can Google their website). Sooner or later the book will go to print on demand, but, as they say, Now's the Time! Grab yourself some lunar magic!
Thursday, 17 January 2013
Lunar Poems for New Religions
30 copies of my new book just arrived, all lovely and leather and lunar. If anyone wants a copy it costs £8 inc postage UK, $18 US, Canada, Australia. It's a beautififul KFS publication, shortlisted for the Crashaw Prize in 2011, and was designed to make the whole wurld happy. It's called Lunar Poems for New Religions.
Email me at samson70[at]blueyonder[dot]co[dot]uk and we can do the whole PayPal thingy. Would consider swap, if you've got anything groovy.
Email me at samson70[at]blueyonder[dot]co[dot]uk and we can do the whole PayPal thingy. Would consider swap, if you've got anything groovy.
Saturday, 12 January 2013
Friday, 11 January 2013
Thursday, 3 January 2013
Free ebook from Red Ceilings Press
http://www.theredceilingspress.co.uk/
Eye Jar is here!
A new free ebook of mine is now available from The Red Ceilings Press. It features an exotic mix of poems, visual poems, prose poems and minimalism, and is called EYE JAR. Please go ahead, take a look, download, read and enjoy! More news of other books to come, but this one's free. Hooray!
Eye Jar is here!
A new free ebook of mine is now available from The Red Ceilings Press. It features an exotic mix of poems, visual poems, prose poems and minimalism, and is called EYE JAR. Please go ahead, take a look, download, read and enjoy! More news of other books to come, but this one's free. Hooray!
Monday, 31 December 2012
Sunday, 30 December 2012
Wednesday, 26 December 2012
Random Vascular Encoding - A Tale of the Discarded
The four pieces presented here represent way stages, by products, off cuts of something more solid, more finished, more substantial. Yet I like them for what they are. Sometimes things which we discard have a value of their own, the more so for being discarded.
I wonder if we can recollect and reclaim certain parts of our lives and invest them with new meaning and significance on our way to forming something more polished and complete. Or if what we cast aside and ignore is never really cast aside but remains, clinging to us, helping to form the beautiful rag tag bunch of bones, thought and emotion we are.
I have more off cuts filed away, but it may not be a good idea to bring them out all at once, especially at this time of year. We have to deal with ourselves slowly, treat our formation respectfully, attend to it with patience and care and a gentle touch of humour. Nonetheless, I'm a bring-it-all-out-in-the-open type of guy, as long as I have plenty space to do so. As long as I'm able to resist judgement, judgementalism. As long as I sacrifice foolish pride for consciousness of self. As long as I am a black snowflake falling in the night, melting into the significance of insignificance, where the darkness of prime source circles back on itself, gathering in the strays, a snow sun soaking back its own creative rays.
Sunday, 23 December 2012
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