March 2012
26 posts
Adrienne Rich: Yes, I do, and I usually say to them—which I also believe to be true—“You were changing your life and you read my book or you read that poem at a point where you could use it, and I’m really glad, but you were changing your life.” Somehow when we are in the process of making…
Pubslush Press is pleased to announce the debut of it’s own literary journal, The Pubscriber. We will be accepting submissions for the inaugural issue until June 15. See site for more details and submissions guidelines!
O Proud left food, that ventures quick within
Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.
Anon, once more the gesture, then begin:
Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.
Commence thou then the fervid Hokey-Poke.
A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl.
To spin! A wilde release from heaven’s yoke.
Blessed dervish! Surely canst go, girl.
The Hoke, the poke — banish now they doubt.
Verily, I say, ‘tis what it’s all about.