Poetry (any form or style) and Micro or Flash Fictions wanted for an anthology on SMOKE. Not just the black clouds rising from the five-alarm fire next door, or the billowing plumes of smoke warning us of a forest fire, or the emissions from factory smoke stacks, apartment house incinerators, and crematoriums, smoke rings rise from cigarettes, smoke pours out of headshops, pipe shops & cigar stores--see that purple haze rising over the fields of poppies and marijuana we just planted--we've used it to communicate via smoke signals and skywriting, to cover our tracks and disappear with and without mirrors, combat the enemy on and off the battlefield, kill bugs, flavor food, cure illness, declare peace treaties, and fragrance our homes. Got the idea? Release it onto the page.
Guidelines: Submit up to three poems/micro fictions or two flash fictions at a time with a fascinating bio of 35 words or less, not just limited to publication credits, copy/pasted in the body of an e-mail (no attachments, please) to roxy533 at yahoo dot com & violetwrites at nyc dot rr dot com. We will also entertain up to six one-liners or 2 short stand up routines at time. Previously published work is OK as long as authors have retained the copyright, which will be returned to them after publication. Simultaneous submissions are encouraged. If your work is accepted elsewhere, and you still have obtained rights to republish, just let us know where and we'll be happy to acknowledge the other publication.
If you do not receive a response from us within a month of your submission considered it rejected and feel free to submit again. Due to the volume of submissions we cannot respond to each and every individual submission. Selection for the on-line edition are made on a ongoing basis as we receive your submissions. However, final selections for the print edition will made after the October 31st deadline. (In otherwords not everything that made the cut for the online edition will appear in print.) Please do not query. When in doubt, send the submission to roxy533 at yahoo dot com & violetwrites at nyc dot rr dot com.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
strike these poems together like
two flints. sparks will erupt.
hunt and gather small verbs of
debris, for it will catch first.
think like a caveman.
feel the cold and hunger.
pile word twigs together on top.
carry the stick weight of vowels
as they yearn for life.
ugh. ooh. aah.
dowel upon wood, turn the syllables
until they mean something. force
them to mean something. do
with sacred delicate breath, blow.
the pulse from your chest, brings
life to meaning.
see how it combusts without
more effort. it knows what to do.
feel the heat rising from words.
let it puncture the cold.
then gather more language
to feed it.
now, rest easy as
you sleep this night.
in the embers, there are meanings.
in the burning, we are known.
by Richard Lighthouse
Richard Lighthouse is a contemporary writer and poet. He holds an M.S. from Stanford University. His work appears in The Penwood Review, West Hills Review, Mudfish, and many other places worldwide.
Richard has several e-books available for sale: The Age of Sound, Cactus Petting, Event Horizon, Evolution of a Poem, and more...