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Tuesday, October 31, 2017

New Release: Lummox Poetry Anthology #6 (Lummox Press, San Pedro, 2017) 214 pages

I recently received a hardcopy of Lummox ‘s latest poetry anthology. Like its previous editions, it includes not only a vast array of poetry but also short fiction, interviews, essays, reviews and artwork. It also showcases the work of 2017 Poetry Contest Winners: Mary McGinnis (First Place), Ellen J. Jaffe (Second) and Dr. Bruce Meyer (Third). 

Overall, the anthology includes 169 contributors- some whom you might recognise as regular voices in the small press, such as, t. kilgore splake, Bill Gainer, John Sweet, Alan Caitlin & several others. But the vast bulk of writers will be largely unknown, typing away behind the scenes, yet who are intensely loyal supporters of Lummox Press.

The 8 x 10 inch book is a joy to flip through and read at your own pace. You can start anywhere and the gems of concentrated power tend to hit you best when you drop your guard and loosen your expectations.

The book is a good money-spinner for Lummox Press but Editor-in-Chief RD Armstrong has a low bullshit threshold and consistently maintains a high standard in the anthology.

Find more details of the list of contributors and where to buy the book:

Find a generous sampling of the book here:

Thinking of contributing to Lummox Poetry Anthology 7 or the Lummox Poetry Contest? Read the guidelines here:

Saturday, October 28, 2017

Update: Alan Wearne- In Our Four Dominions (verse novella)

I recently posted on Bold Monkey parts 2 'Moriartys' and part 3 'Bluestocking' of Alan Wearne's epic verse novella IN OUR FOUR DOMINIONS. Told by an English journalist it charts his 60 year friendship with an Australian 'bluestocking' and her family, whom he meets on a tour of the British Empire's dominions in 1913-1914. The work also charts Anglo-Australian relations in the context of the Empire's decline.

Find it here:

A noted historian recently informed Wearne that there were actually five British dominions- Newfoundland was also one from 1911 to the mid 1930s when it reverted to a Crown Colony before it joined Canada in 1949.

Alan Wearne is the publisher of Grand Parade Poets:

His latest volume as a poet These Things Are Real was published by Giramondo in 2017:

The concluding 6 parts of IN OUR FOUR DOMINIONS will be published in 2018.

Friday, October 27, 2017

New Poetry by John D Robinson

We opened up all the windows
of the moving car, the fly was
ignoring this and flew around
the vehicle, irritating and
‘Kill it!’ I said as my wife
swiped at it across the steering-
wheel: the fucker was quick:
I saw it coming towards me, I
didn’t want to murder it:
I karate chopped it with my
right hand, stunning the
thing and knocking it
towards an open window,
instantly, I followed up with
a lightning left back hand
karate strike that knocked
the fly clean out of the car:
it was awesome, it took me
by surprise and I knew this
was a performance never to
happen again, I felt like a
codeine-hash stoned
Bruce Lee;
‘Did you see that?’ I asked
my wife,
‘See what?’ she said,
‘What I did with that fly’ I
‘Fuck the fly!’ she said,
sadly ignorant of my
breath-taking artistry.

‘This is awful: can you
help me? I don’t like
this: shit! this doesn’t
help the moment’ I said:
‘Calm down’ she said
‘Let me put the damn
thing on’
with such poise, timing,
touch and sensuality she
put the durex on my
it felt odd and alien and
looked hideous:
‘Don’t lose it now’ she
said moving in close and
making the right moves:
and then afterwards,
‘Look at this fucking
thing!’ I said as I peeled
it from my pecker and
then holding the thing up
in the air like a sordid
trophy and then tossing
the thing towards the
trash can, where many
lives can often end up.

Back in the early 1980’s
I was published in an english
language text book for
german students:
also featured in this
publication was a poem by
Charles Bukowski:
I was paid $15:00 for my
I don’t know how much
Bukowski was paid for his:
anyhow, for a teenage
poet being between the
pages with Buk
was payment enough.

She was a little older than
my mother and she had
red-fire hair and she’d
sunbathe in her back
garden in black or purple
bra and panties:
I’d looked at her with
13 year old eyes and
marvelled at her flesh
and shapely curves and
my imagination would
torment me wildly and a
little later I’d hear her
screaming appalling abuse
at her husband and
children, horrid and vile
words that stained the
air and destroyed any
sense of sensuality:
my very first encounter
with a woman with the
body of Aphrodite with
the tongue of the fallen
angel but she was tame
compared to some of the
ladies I was later to meet

I was hopeless at the work
and fucked things up; the
foreman cursed me and I
came back with some young
thoughtless comment:
I was grabbed and pulled
away and told to walk
off the site, whilst I still
could and that’s what I
did and my thoughts
played heavy on backing-
down: it’s a bitter taste
but sometimes it just
makes sense to give it up
to avoid a useless
confrontation and defeat,
a beating, the pain and
humiliation: to walk away
and get ready and stronger
and prepared for the
next asshole.

Wednesday, October 25, 2017

New Post to the Best Cold War Novels

I have added another review to my post of Best Cold War Novels initially established in 2012. The post now includes 22 novels and is one of the most viewed on BM.

In an alternative history, the author John Hay, images Australia is overrun by Asian forces following the dropping of an atomic bomb on Sydney. Published in 1968, the novel reveals underlying racist fears of the 'Yellow Peril" and reaffirms the sanctity of the White Australia Policy.