a lonely voice for rain...
I have a new poem at the latest BOXCAR Poetry Review - "All My Sins Rising and Other Uncertainties, After Reading Furious Cooking".
“We all need discipline.”
about me
- sam of the ten thousand things
- the milky way
- Sam Rasnake, a sardonic twist of fate, is a pathetic excuse for a poet who once dreamed he was a human who dreamed he was a teacher who thought he could play guitar. Along the way - a soul-mate, two children - one collection, Necessary Motions; three chapbooks, Religions of the Blood, Lessons in Morphology, and Inside a Broken Clock. He even thinks he edits a magazine - Blue Fifth Review.
what's in my head...
Motel Chronicles
Sam Shepard
Necessary Motions
(Sow's Ear Press)
Out of print, but may be purchased from the author.
collections
Religions of the Blood
(Pudding House Press)
In print and may be ordered from the publisher.
Lessons in Morphology
(GOSS183) - part of the MiPOesias Chapbook Series
Inside a Broken Clock
(Finishing Line Press)
In print and may be ordered from the publisher.
2 comments:
Very nice, Sam. I especially like the lines "Silence is still silence, and the brick/ of my house is eaten away by time in the fester of too many/ seasons to count. The fox den at the top of the hill is there/ under honeysuckle, walnut leaves, and fence wire,/ though the foxes have been gone for years. A congress/
of lies comes and goes, singers blurt out their words/ to dumb ears."
Thanks, Helen. I appreciate the comment.
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