Calls for Submissions

+ Online sources to subscribe to and render this feature obsolete:

• P&W Magazine
• Buffalo ~ Poetics List (not just calls but interesting discussions too)
• Creative Writing Opportunities (Announcement List, YahooGroups) 
• The Poetry Kit
• places for writers 
• NewPages Classifieds ~ Calls 

Got suggestions? PS: we want to sites for prose calls. Lists, groups or online pubs/blogs to recommend? Please share.

Until then…


Seeking 9/11 Anniversary Poems : Your reflections, a decade later 
 The deadline for submissions to the Alibi haiku contest has passed, but there’s still a chance to get your words out. The Alibi is seeking short poems about 9/11: tributes, reactions, aftermath and related angles. Editorial staff will choose a smattering of the best and publish them in the haiku issue, which happens to come out a few days before the 10th anniversary of the tragedy. Email your poems to summer@alibi.com by Saturday, Sept. 3.

The Rag, an Albuquerque monthly poetry broadside which has been distributed free at coffee houses and bookstores throughout the city for over 10 years, is seeking submissions.

Guidelines: Poems should be no longer than thirty lines including stanza breaks. Previously published poems are OK. Rhyming poetry is not generally published excerpt for form poems. We are looking for new poets as well as previously published poets. Email submissions to mtheragabq@yahoo.com or snail to Karin Bradberry, 11322 Campo del Sol NE, Albuquerque, NM 87123. Authors receive 2 copies of the Rag as payment for published poems. Subscriptions also available for $15/yr. Send check to Karin Bradberry at above address. 

The P&J's Nuclear Resistance Calendar deadline has been extended to September 9, 2011. Send submissions and questions to lovarchy@gmail.com

Writing Class: Home(y)lands at UNM

Something resembling a "publishing policy" is gradually shaping up. Writing classes, workshops, calls are blog fodder. The last time someone had the temerity to ask about policy,

I described it as a "grey goose that wakes up in a new world every morning." Just when I think there might be one, it changes on me.

To each medium, go inherent limitations, built-in advantages and conventions. Picnic has three ~ five if I count the calendar and static page. That complicates policy." And may more if I add another application (yes, under consideration). Each overlaps but not completely and has different restraints, requirements, genre conventions. Imagine the animated gif of a 

drunk Venn Diagram. I'll try for a more sober and coherent in a separate post.

Recently, I blogged Bill Nevins' creative writing class that starts Monday at UNM Valencia. 

This one came in my reader. I also posted Zach's call for submissions. Writing class or course, workshop, calls for submissions, conferences, detailed event descriptions and reviews all need more information ~ and space, possibly a link of their own ~ than fit in 140 characters or even the 500+ character status update on Facebook. Oddly, comments have no limit and now even format/embed links with an image. Events with pages are easy to share and likely to end up on Facebook. Overlap.

Thank you Kenn Rodriguez, Richard Vargas, Hakim Be and others for those handy dandy event page and ready to post copy time savers. Likewise to Miriam Sagan and Lisa Gill for easy to share

blog post pages. Anything I have to hunt down and/or download and reformat takes more time. Come either a time crunch or bout of absent-mindedness, more likely to be overlooked. Nothing personal... just sayin'

At Local Poets Guild, Lisa Gill writes about Cathy Arellano’s upcoming NM creative writing class

Call for Submissions: Artistica

photo from The Pedestal Magazine

Just wanted to let you know about my new project (yes, another one!). I hope to see your stories and poems being submitted so here's the idea: I am starting a small 'zine called Artistica and I am excited about including work from everyone in the state!

The 'zine will be a small, chapbook sized publication, printed on 24 weight paper. It will include art, poetry, flash fiction and/or fiction installments and comics or graphic fiction - mostly in black and white, but with some color, especially on the cover. The theme is very loose, but think back to the underground art zines of the 60s and 70's. 

Guidelines 

• Previously published work and simultaneous submissions are welcome!
• Fiction should be between one and two pages in most cases.
• Longer stories we're willing to print in installments like the old dime story/pulp fiction model.
• Submit up to three stories for consideration.
• Poetry should be no more than one page, roughly 30 -35 lines.
• Submit up to five poems. 
• Simultaneous submissions and previously published work are fine, but please indicate where the poem appeared previously so we can credit them.
• Artwork and comic strip submissions should be sent in jpeg or jpg format and we prefer the resolution to be at least 300 dpi. 
• Submit up to five pieces for considration in the issue or for the cover. 
• Black and white preferred for the interior and color for the cover.

We'll be reading submissions continually but the deadline for the first issue is August 25th so we can produce the first one by September 1st. After that the zine will come out on a monthly basis. 

Contributors recieve one free copy and the zines will be distributed throughout the state, mainly in Albuquerque. We will hand them out at readings and venues as a way to promote the artists and writers in the state.

 

Questions, comments and alien propaganda should be sent to me directly at zgkluckman@msn.com, as should all submissions.

 

Thank you all and I hope to see your work soon!

 

Light, love and respect,

 

Zach

Zachary Kluckman
Spoken Word Editor - The Pedestal Magazine
Associate Editor - The Journal of Truth and Consequence
Albuquerque Slam Poet Laureate Program Director

Creative Writing Class: UNM Valencia

English 224: Introduction to Creative Writing with Writing for Film is a three credit course offered by UNM Valencia Campus in Tome this Fall term, Aug 22-Dec 5 2011. 

The class meets each Monday 5-8:45 pm. No previous writing experience is required; all level writers are welcome. The course is in a supportive workshop format and taught by Bill Nevins, an Albuquerque based film maker, journalist and published author of poetry and fiction.

There is still space for a few more students to join this class. Questions? wnevins@unm.edu.

Poem of the week: When summer's end is nighing by AE Housman

I've been remiss in not sharing the Guardian Poem of the week more often, let alone recommending it and the Guardian's poetry pages to all and sundry. With local poetry news and announcements covered by @PWPicnic, Picnic on Facebook and the poetry calendar that I have the best of intentions to keep up, I hope (another good intention) to devote more plog (= poetry blog) space to such and similar according to my mood and fancy. I started a list of that but it was running too long and without the saving grace of coherence, so I relegated it to the in-progress/under-consideration file. Suggestions invited.


And now to Houseman, followed by a detailed analysis, because a) I too am aging, b) and mostly Welsh (Dylan Thomas series can't be far behind), c) summer is ending, and d) who among has not long ago memorized a Houseman poem. Mine was "when I was one and twenty," so "Summer's end" makes a fitting counterpoint. Impatient, I reversed the Guardian Poem of the Week's usual order to start with poem rather than analysis.

summer's end, flickriver, Wales

XXXIX (from Last Poems by A.E. Houseman)

When summer's end is nighing
And skies at evening cloud,
I muse on change and fortune
And all the feats I vowed
When I was young and proud.
The weathercock at sunset
Would lose the slanted ray,
And I would climb the beacon
That looked to Wales away
And saw the last of day.
From hill and cloud and heaven
The hues of evening died;
Night welled through lane and hollow
And hushed the countryside,
But I had youth and pride.
And I with earth and nightfall
In converse high would stand,
Late, till the west was ashen
And darkness hard at hand,
And the eye lost the land.
The year might age, and cloudy
The lessening day might close,
But air of other summers
Breathed from beyond the snows,
And I had hope of those.
They came and were and are not
And come no more anew;
And all the years and seasons
That ever can ensue
Must now be worse and few.
So here's an end of roaming
On eves when autumn nighs:
The ear too fondly listens
For summer's parting sighs,
And then the heart replies.

Poem of the day by Philip Levine

We have a new U.S. poet laureate, Philip Levine (more poems there too). If this poem is anything to go by, he is uniquely attuned to the times. Now, if we could only resurrect Georg Grosz as artist of the times. David Ruccio's blog "occasional links & commentary" are a daily feed reader don't miss for ideas and graphics ~ art, political cartoons, public art, vintage graphics. Poetry may be a first but not, I hope, a last. I'll check the archives. I subscribed because of this being an adjunct blog and that being an advocacy bent. I kept reading because the content stood on its own. Worlds intersect. Now with poetry and letters. Not so odd though when you consider how many poets' day job ~ New Mexico and elsewhere ~ is teaching, and if college, more likely than not, as adjuncts, lecturers or guests. David, FWIW, is an economist but the radical kind unlikely to hired by the average think tank or sent to Florida by the Brothers Koch.

An Abandoned Factory, Detroit

The gates are chained, the barbed-wire fencing stands,
An iron authority against the snow,
And this grey monument to common sense
Resists the weather. Fears of idle hands,
Of protest, men in league, and of the slow
Corrosion of their minds, still charge this fence.
Beyond, through broken windows one can see
Where the great presses paused between their strokes
And thus remain, in air suspended, caught
In the sure margin of eternity.
The cast-iron wheels have stopped; one counts the spokes
Which movement blurred, the struts inertia fought,
And estimates the loss of human power,
Experienced and slow, the loss of years,
The gradual decay of dignity.
Men lived within these foundries, hour by hour;
Nothing they forged outlived the rusted gears
Which might have served to grind their eulogy

Poem of the day

Poem: Walt Whitman, On the Beach at Night Alone

For the landlocked, the sandbagged, the wordblocked and others. If I don't get to more after the nap now nagging: poetry blogging for the day done, once over easy, but worth the read

On the Beach at Night Alone

by Walt Whitman ~ Leaves of Grass

On the beach at night alone,

As the old mother sways her to and fro, singing her husky song,

As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes, and of the future.

A vast similitude interlocks all,

All spheres, grown, ungrown, small, large, suns, moons, planets

All distances of place however wide,

All distances of time, all inanimate forms,

All souls, all living bodies, though they be ever so different, or in different worlds,

All gaseous, watery, vegetable, mineral processes, the fishes, the brutes,

All nations, colors, barbarisms, civilizations, languages,

All identities that have existed, or may exist, on this globe, or any globe,

All lives and deaths, all of the past, present, future,

This vast similitude spans them, and always has spann'd,

And shall forever span them and compactly hold and enclose them.

Poem a Day is from the Academy of American Poets, 75 Maiden Lane, Suite 901, New York, NY 10038. 212-274-0343
academy@poets.org. Other Whitman Poems on Poets.org: A child said, What is the grass?; A Clear Midnight; A noiseless patient spider; A Woman Waits for Me; America

August Broadside: Vectorize it!

This month I'm starting e-Vectorizing early: all the more time for readers and visitors to print out and post IRL.  Besides, when I postpone, a month or more can go by before I remember. So here's the Coals to Newcastly distribution. Do let me and the Broadsided folk know about your adventures in publishing

New Broadsided Collaboration for Your Vectorizing

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Broadsided August 1, 2011: 'Certain, Impossible, Likely'

Dear Vectors and Friends of Broadsided, Summer's in full swing, yet we look ahead this month to the school year with the textbook-inspired meditation of Lisa Gluskin Stonestreet and Se Thut Quon. We hope some of you got to New York's Poet's House to see the 2011 Showcase. Broadsided sent in a collection of all our published work, which is now housed in the library there. One Vector in Missouri who runs a theater printed up a bunch of Broadsided publications and papered the lobby walls. We're glad to be out and about in the world... were are you posting? Let us know....

With Thanks, The Broadsided Editorial Team

Visit www.broadsidedpress.org to get the full broadside to download. print and vectorize!

"Certain, Impossible, Likely" Poem by Lisa Gluskin Stonestreet Art by Se Thut Quon