Coming of Age / Now – Poetry from SCOTT THOMAS OUTLAR

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Coming of Age

The poet speaks of love

as an abstract emotion,

as a pure essence,

as a longing of the heart,

as a grasp toward the ineffable,

as a projection of mystery,

as a hope for better days,

as a journey through life’s labyrinthine maze,

as a path through the murky haze,

as a whisper of something whimsical,

as a passion without boundaries,

as an effort to reach a state of perfect peace.

Yes, a poet speaks of love

in this way

until love is finally found,

and then a poet learns

to speak of love

as fact,

as certainty,

as purpose,

as principle,

as absolute truth

born from eternal salvation.


Now

I was not in love

and so I had

no one

to whom

I could write a love song

Now every word that she whispers

sends my heart into a frenzied flutter

Now when I lay my…

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Showcase Spotlight #3: Johnny Longfellow

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Johnny Longfellow has served for twenty years as a mentor to Newburyport, MA high school students through the Poetry Soup reading series. A past feature at The Newburyport Literary Festival, he has also performed his work at Powow River Poets and Poetry Society of New Hampshire sponsored readings. A forthcoming feature at The Robert Frost Farm, held under the auspices of The Hyla Brook Poets, is slated for September 8, 2016. The editor of the online mixed-media site, BAD ACID LABORATORIES, INC., you can read more of his own published poetry online by visiting his link farm at Heeeeeere’s Johnny . . . Longfellow, That Is.


Scott Thomas Outlar: I appreciate you taking some of your time to join me here, Johnny. It’s a pleasure to have the opportunity to toss some questions your way. You’ve established what I consider to be two of the coolest poetry/art sites on all the interwebs, and I’d like to start off by asking about your latest project: BAD ACID LABORATORIES, INC. What prompted you to launch this venue? What type of vibe were you seeking to create? How do you feel about the process so far with the first few issues now being available for the public to peruse? 

Johnny Longfellow: Hi Scott, and thanks back at ya’ for asking me to do this interview. I very much appreciate the opportunity. Thanks also for the compliment on my two sites.

What prompted me to launch BAD ACID LABORATORIES, INC., huh? Ultimately, I wanted to take some of what I’ve learned at Midnight Lane Boutique, especially in terms of aesthetic development, and apply it to a site that was broader in terms of the themes, subjects, and artistic disciplines published. I’ve published three issues thus far, and it’s my hope to have Issue #4 out in October.

With the boutique, the overall vibe is more or less static. By that, I mean I can move the furniture around, swap elements in and out–e.g. the header, background, sidebar widgets–whatever. But, it’s constrained by the publishing model—i.e. rolling basis—not to mention it’s much more thematically limited.

Conversely, at the laboratories I’m publishing on an issue-to-issue basis, wherein the vibe is less fixed. It’s the nature of the beast, I think. Creating the vibe there is even more inextricably linked with the poetry, art, and music included on site. It’s much more an organic process, with a greater element of surprise for me in terms of piecing things together/guiding the overall movement. That noted, I ultimately hope visitors to the site have a good bad trip, and/or experience something pleasantly unpleasant. And that, very broadly speaking, is the vibe I’m striving to create. 

In terms of process, I’ve enjoyed that immensely! Crafting the first three issues has been a wonderful aesthetic experience each time. For each issue published thus far, I’ve reviewed and selected poetry with an eye on how pieces worked with one another. I’ve wanted to have at least something—and I underscore something— of a cohesive feel for each issue, wherein poems have served as foundational building blocks for making that happen. Once I’ve made the cut in terms of verse, the next step has been to seek out a visual artist whose work is capable of tying a given issue together visually on a holistic level, while simultaneously complimenting individual poems. Also, I’ve thus far sought to include a little bit of music/video in each issue, to help round out the Gestalt. I’ll just add, music/video has sometimes served to fill in gaps, where honestly, it’s been difficult to match certain, selected poems with a given visual artist’s portfolio. Thus, music/video has performed double-duty in a manner distinct from the dual functions served by the visual art used.

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STO: Yeah, I’ve found that the style of music you toss into the mix really helps catapult the kinetic energy to another level. It adds a unique flavor; and, of course, any trip of this nature should always be accompanied by soul-stirring tunes. Now that you’ve had a chance to settle in with the first three issues being published, do you have a stronger sense of what you’re seeking from artists and writers who submit work to the site? I understand that your themes shift between issues, but are there some general guidelines folks should follow when sending material your way? In this vein, what are the similarities and differences that should be kept in mind between Midnight Lane Boutique and BAD ACID LABORATORIES INC.? 

JL: In the submission guidelines, I open by telling poets that BAD ACID LABORATORIES, INC. “seeks to publish well-crafted poetry that fits the site’s vibe, be it dark, psychedelic, gritty, confessional, esoteric, occult . . . whatever ya’ think. All styles, from free-verse, syllabic, to formal will be considered.” After outlining bureaucratic matters regarding batch size, how to submit, rights, etc., I conclude with a qualifier that poems “about bad trips, literally speaking . . . generally not preferred. But, poems on bad trips, proverbially speaking . . . those are different matters entirely. And, of interest.” Basically, I try to broadly sketch what I’m seeking, briefly note what I’m not seeking, and then just allow serendipity to do its thing. Once I’ve made the cut in terms of verse, I then seek out and solicit a visual artist whose work will compliment the poetry selected. That’s to say, unlike the poetry on site, all the art is solicited.

That’s all more or less in contrast to the boutique, which is on indefinite hiatus, by the way. The tagline of Midnight Lane Boutique is “when you need a little fix of poetry.” There, I’ve sought to publish street-themed poetry of eight lines or less, and feature one poet at a time. Conceptually, the idea has been to publish these tiny morsels of verse, largely related to urban life and varying states of marginalization/dispossession. In publishing such short, themed verse, it’s been my hope a reader might bounce from poet to poet, piece to piece, thus experiencing in a heightened manner those fleeting, fractured, and anomic qualities present in much of contemporary life. My added hope has been readers might be able to relate some of their own lived experiences to those detailed by the poets on site, or to at least empathize. I’ll just add, visual art has played a much smaller role at the boutique. Cover art for a published manuscript or some such device has been used to bookend poets’ features, and to promote their poetry-related endeavors. Also, Bukowski-influenced work has stood a greater chance of acceptance at the boutique, when compared to the laboratories. 

I’m a bit hard pressed to draw anything but broad similarities between the two sites, Scott. Reason being, I’ve a bachelors in sociology, and that influenced the creation of the boutique far more than it did the laboratories, where aesthetics are of greater concern. I will say that in terms of design, I’ve endeavored to give both sites an unsettling quality, and even by small-press standards, to operate in a back-alley fashion. (I’m not competing for property on Main St., in other words)  Also, I’ve endeavored to create a certain cohesive quality at both sites in terms of the work published, rather than simply posting a smorgasbord of unrelated themes and subjects. Finally, my approach to editing has remained largely similar, though I’ve been less able to provide the same degree of personalized attention to poets in terms of critical and creative feedback at the laboratories. 

 

STO: OK, let’s shift gears for a moment so I can toss these questions your way. They are, of course, obligatory in any interview worth its salt. What sparked your interest in poetry and art to begin with? Who and what were some of your influences at different stages of your development as a writer/editor/publisher? What message, if any, do you seek to convey with your own work? How has your time spent studying sociology impacted your writing?

JL: I’ve been interested in the arts since childhood, and loved them for as long as I can remember. As a teenager, I attended a vocational school in Haverhill, MA (Whittier Vo-Tech), where I majored in Commercial Art. I was also heavily involved in the school newspaper as the art editor. So, that’s where I first gained an interest in editing, and where I can say both my shop teacher, the late Diane Edstrom, and my journalism teacher, Joseph Leblanc, had a rather marked influence on me.

I began scribbling in notebooks my junior year of high school, and would continue to do so through my early- and mid-twenties. Honestly, writing poetry simply began as an escape from creating visual art. In my early twenties, I began attending local poetry readings in and around the city of Newburyport, MA where I lived. There, I met certain individuals who would influence me in various ways. First, there’s the late Joe Dunn. He ran a reading series I attended regularly at a Newburyport coffee shop. When I knew him, he was an actor in The Children’s Theater (now called Theater in the Open), not to mention an amazing impresario. As our friendship developed, I came to learn Joe had co-founded the White Rabbit Press out in San Francisco, CA, along with the poet, Jack Spicer. In so doing, he played a role in the mimeograph revolution of the late 50s, early 60s. That technology, quaint though it sounds, opened up publishing to those who’d have otherwise likely been left unheard by establishment presses. Anyway, more than my high school mentors, he very much influenced my decision to become involved with small press editing, albeit later in life. Writing of him reminds me just how much I miss his friendship, and I can’t help but shed some tears in discussing his influence. He was a truly selfless nurturer of those in whom he saw talent.  

It was at Joe’s readings in the early 90s that I met the poet, Rhina Espaillat, who’d moved to Newburyport from Queens, NY. Her well-crafted verse impressed all who heard it, most especially Joe. I would begin sharing my work via snail-mail with Rhina around the age of 23. She, in turn, would send it back to me all covered in red ink. A retired high school teacher, she pounded the living hell out of my work back then. And, she’s continued to do so as she’s seen fit, any time over the years I’ve sent her work to review. Also, when I was 27, Rhina fatefully loaned me a book of essays with the oh so sexy title, Meter in English: A Critical Engagement (1997). Edited by David Baker, that book had a profound impact on my understanding of scansion, along with writing in meter. In sum, it clicked! That was when I was reborn as a formal verse poet. Suffice it to say, I’ve been quite blessed to know Rhina, and to have come under her influence. 

Rhina would go on to carry the proverbial torch in Newburyport in terms of the lit-scene there, first by founding the Powow River Poets, along with the now long-running reading series held under the auspices of said group. Though not a member of the group or their workshop, I’ve been a fairly regular attendee of their reading series, and admirer of those who read there. Through that series, I was fortunate enough to meet the poet, Alfred Nicol, who, like Rhina, has provided me critical/creative feedback and helped me to hone my work.

Rhina and Alfred have both provided me important guidance, largely in terms of the mechanics of metrical verse. (Though, giving credit where credit is due, I’ve admittedly “borrowed” Alfred’s ironic use of the limerick.) Meanwhile, the nineteenth century poet, Paul Laurence Dunbar, along with the twentieth century poet, Sterling Brown, have provided more stylistic influences. Their portrayals of dispossessed African Americans, their use of eye-dialects, and their affinity for blending folk and literary traditions very much informed my own style of writing under the pen name, Johnny Longfellow. Both are poets I frequently reread for enjoyment and inspiration as I write my own brand of “poor white trash” verse, and with it, explore a way of ‘being in the world’ with which I’m personally familiar.  

I wouldn’t say sociology in and of itself has impacted my poetry, but various social sciences have certainly informed it. For instance, I find the history of poetry as interesting as poetry itself, wherein the sonnet seems always of note. It first appeared in the thirteenth century Italian court. Petrarch was its greatest practitioner of the era. When the sonnet came to the English-speaking world later in the sixteenth century, it did so through men with rather notable titles, namely Sir Thomas Wyatt and Henry Howard, Earl of Surrey. The sonnet, among other traditional literary forms, was made popular in a more or less top-down fashion, and only with increases in literacy would it cease being a form more or less exclusive to the elite.  

Meanwhile, through the collecting and archiving of ballads and their variants, folklorists and musicologists have provided me an awareness of the oral tradition. More specifically, through studying such disciplines, I’ve gained great interest in British and Scottish ballads from the oral tradition (e.g. Child Ballads), along with native U.S. ballads, and the African American toasting tradition of the Louisiana. I’ve also a deep interest in the hokum blues. Likewise, through such disciplines I’ve gained a real fascination of British broadside ballads, published largely from the sixteenth through nineteenth centuries. Information pertaining to all are easily found on the internet today. Oral and ballad traditions are much more bottom-up phenomena in terms of how they came into being. 

In sum, the social sciences have made me sensitive to literature not just as a form of art, but also as an institution. Like many other cultural institutions, literature has often been marked by hierarchy, stratification, and status-related concepts meant to denote who creates what, and with that, what is considered of artistic merit. Herein, part of my aim as Johnny Longfellow has been to reappropriate traditional literary forms and synthesize them with folk traditions/sensibilities, wherein the often unacknowledged historical tensions and kinship they share can be exploited. With that, I’ve also sought to call into question the use of certain dialectics in the arts, such as “high brow” vs. “low brow,”  “high art” vs. “low art,” “art” vs. “craft,” and in relation to all those, the postive vs. negative connatations related to “literary” vs. “folk.” 

 

STO: A large majority of the poetry I come across these days in the independent presses is free verse, and what you’ve mentioned here about working with formal verse and meter is one of the aspects that has always stood out to me when reading your work. Two of your pieces will be included at the end of this interview so folks can get a taste of it for themselves. It has a “what is old shall be made new again” type of energy to it (in my opinion). Picking up with what you were getting into toward the end of that last answer about how in the past art was an institution practiced only among the elite “learned” circles, I wonder what your thoughts are about the internet and the seemingly endless number of venues where poetry can be found online these days. Does this water down the art form in some way? Or is it more of a positive development which opens new doors to writers who may otherwise have never stood a chance of being read? On a macro scale, what do you feel the role of the poet/artist is in society overall? Especially considering the turbulent and tumultuous times the world seems to have entered into at this point.

JL: To clarify and expand on my comment about elites and the sonnet, with the printing press, increases in literacy slowly but surely democratized poetry. The broadside ballad—popular through the sixteenth to nineteenth centuries in Great Britain—is a prime example of technology’s democratizing effects on poetry. The typewriter, too, was no small innovation. It allowed poets to more efficiently compose their work, and undertake fruitful experimentation in spatialization . . . think e.e. cummings. Moreover, it made bureaucracy more efficient, benefiting the administrative affairs of many institutions, including publishers and print houses. Meanwhile, when 1950s/60s San Francisco poets (like Joe Dunn) began utilizing mimeograph technology, the establishment presses of the era were bypassed. With that, the modern small press was effectively born.

In more recent years, copy machines, laser printers, and on-demand printing technologies/outlets have provided publishers and poets alike increased freedom to publish. Meanwhile, user-friendly blog platforms to host online literary venues are now freely available to those with little to no specialized knowledge in computer science. With this, “the cloud” has lent to a grand-scale democratization of publishing, and to the proliferation of online publishing outlets available today. In combination with all that, social media has provided poets and publishers alike promotional tools for advancing interest in individually published poems, journals, chapbooks, full collections, etc.

As to where I think the small press is currently, I need to digress a moment. In 1985, not long at all before the personal computer and the internet became increasingly commonplace, the artist Chris Burden created a gallery installation called “Samson.”  The installation is engineered and designed so that an attendee to a gallery must enter through a turnstile. With that, the turnstile, connected to a gearbox, leather strap and winch, imperceptibly pushes a jack outward against the walls of the institution. On a hypothetical basis, Samson illustrates how technology might potentially be utilized by an artist and patrons of the arts to demolish the very institution in which their shared love is displayed. Meanwhile, on an allegorical level, Samson speaks to feelings of rage and betrayal inspired by the treachery of a lover, and of the Pyrrhic victory that results in the expression of those feelings. 

In homage to Burden’s prophetic art installation—along with sociologist Robert Merton’s brand of functionalism—I’ve been flirting with a concept that I call The Samson Effect. I’ll share with you and your readers what I’ve flushed out thus far. On a macro-level, The Samson Effect is defined as a process wherein a cultural institution, in complicity with its artists and patrons, utilizes technology to bring about its own collapse. With this, though a foundation to build upon remains, the institution itself enters into a state of anarchy.

Though The Samson Effect holds varying degrees of applicability to other cultural institutions such as the visual arts, music, news media, film, and even pornography, I’m currently limiting my scope to contemporary poetry, and more narrowly, the small press. Compared to those other cultural institutions, I believe the impact of The Samson Effect on both poetry and the small press is far more pronounced. Though the small press remains as decentralized as it did when print was the reigning medium, the use of modern technologies has led to the market growing far larger and more diffused. In sum, as individuals adopted computer technologies, on demand / micro-printing technologies, and cloud-based platforms for publishing, along with social media for promotional and networking purposes, the proverbial walls of poetry publishing crumbled and the ceiling collapsed. Atop the foundation that remains, both poets and the small press that publishes them are, more than ever before, operating in a state of anarchy.           

The Samson Effect is certainly not without its functions, most especially on a micro-level for individual poets and publishers. With the flowering of myriad new technologies and outlets, opportunities for poets and publishers of all backgrounds and aptitudes are made available to pursue an audience. Most importantly, greater autonomy from establishment influences in such pursuits is also provided. Establishment influences—such as large, for-profit publishers and the academy—are absorbed into the maelstrom, leveling their competitiveness among themselves, along with their competitive advantages over individual poets and independent publishers. Meanwhile, in the wake of social media becoming available, establishment appeal in providing both publishing and promotional functions for the individual poet is greatly decreased. In addition, the interconnectedness provided by contemporary social media offers individual poets, publishers, and poetry-related groups advanced networking capabilities not available before.

Yet, the micro-level functions of modern technologies for individual poets, publishers, and poetry-related groups operating in today’s small press appear outweighed by the macro-level dysfunctions for the small press as a whole. Indeed, Duotrope, a site that lists markets for poets and writers, is currently approaching 5900 listings. Countless Facebook posts, tweets, and other social media promote publishing venues, hock chapbooks and collections of poetry, announce publication of individual poems, and perform other promotional functions. Still, amid this amazing proliferation of publishing outlets and promotional options, audience participation and interest in poetry within the U.S. has been falling precipitously.     

The current trajectory of the small press suggests upward signs in the growth of outlets, but downward signs in terms of U.S. audience development. With this, I believe the swift adoption of modern technologies has led to a proliferation of venues, products, and promotional outlets that sooner or later will cross paths with an ever-declining U.S. audience base. Though there are other data floating around to support this argument, here’s a Washington Times article from the spring of 2015 that I find especially compelling. It provides statistical data, including very notable longitudinal research on steeply declining readership rates, steeply declining Google searches for poetry, and poetry’s very low relative popularity to that of other arts and activities in the U.S. It has the cheery headline, “Poetry is going extinct, government data show.”  I encourage readers to take a few minutes and absorb the data presented.

The data in that article relate to your notion of poetry becoming “watered down.” And, it adds support to my own growing contention that—on a macro-level—the ever-expanding small press faces a rather dire three-fold set of dysfunctions. Those are: 1) media oversaturation, amplifying 2) the publication and promotion of poor, mediocre, and/or inaccessible verse, thus contributing to 3) declining audience.

The contemporary small press, driven by modern technologies, operates rather like an errant banking system. Having created a poetry bubble, it only responds by pumping out and promoting ever more poetry, further devaluing its own proverbial “currency.” The difference being, of course, the small press has neither a chairperson nor governing board to blame. Instead, in this highly anarchic and diffused state brought about by new technologies, a greatly conflicted set of factors, both from within and without, are contributing to poetry’s devaluation. 

I agree with you, Scott, that we live in a tumultuous and turbulent world. I’d add, such tumult and turbulence is being mirrored in the contemporary small press. For me, personally, there’s a strong fin de siècle like feel to it all, wherein notions of decadence and decay easily come to mind. Despite that, I’d say that the macro-level role of the poet in society actually begins on the micro-level, wherein focusing on one’s craft remains important. So too, grounding oneself in both literary canons and folk traditions hold value. That, by the way, is a major gift these new technologies offer all poets, in making such knowledge more accessible. By focusing on craft, canons, and traditions, a poet might build upon the past, while simultaneously developing his or her own unique voice that speaks to today’s audience. To put it in the cheesiest of terms, a poet should labor to improve his or her craft in devotion to The Muses, all in return for their continued inspiration. Regardless of the time we live in, that particular notion—at least to me—remains eternal.   

 

STO: That, sir, is one hell of a solid theory. The Samson Effect has my mind going off in many different directions at the moment, but I’ll try to reel things in and hopefully come up with something coherent that helps move your idea along. In the past, I’ve described the major entrenched institutions of this global corporate system we’re living under as being a large oak tree that has been rotted out at its core. Even though its life force is essentially drained, it’s still towering high in the sky, blocking most of the sun from getting through to the ground below. However, there are still some shrubs, flowers, and other various plant life growing up in pockets here and there where glimmers of light shine through. These “tribes” of vegetation are hanging around, just waiting for the inevitable day when the tree finally topples, and at that point in time they’ll be able to fully absorb the light and start to truly sprout. I’m not sure if you agree with such an analogy or not, but my thought here is that this anarchic situation you’ve described with the small press must have some of these resilient figures waiting in the wings. Are there any particular journals, magazines, online venues, or independent zines out there (amid that vast sea of new publishers) that you see as being particularly capable of stepping up to the plate to fill such a vacancy when that time arrives Also, speaking to what you mentioned about the declining readership and popularity of poetry, do you think this is due solely to the effects of over saturation and its resulting consequences, or is there also an issue of there being a disconnect between what poets are writing about and what the general concerns of the population are? I suppose another way of putting that would be, just what in the holy hell should poets be writing about these days to try and drive positive changes in the world?

JL: As it stands right now, The Samson Effect is really a concept for thinking about the impact of technology on cultural institutions. As to it being a theory . . . ehhhhh. Not yet. But, I’m glad you dig the idea. I’m still working it out, and I appreciate the opportunity this interview has provided me to do so.

Just to clarify, what I believe is both the increased proliferation of market outlets and the attendant social media saturation hold a negative correlation with declining readership and online interest in poetry. I’m not suggesting those factors alone are causal, but rather, they’re related to the decrease in readership and online interest. Factors from without, like poetry’s low-relative popularity to other arts and activities in the U.S. suggest other media are also contributing to poetry’s troubles. 

Still, just sticking with contemporary poetry for the moment, the advent of modern technologies made it spectacularly easy for the small press to proliferate and promote its products. When compared to other, more proprietary and legalistic cultural institutions (e.g. film and music), such new technologies were ready made for the writer/editor relationship and pre-existing small press practices. For example, Blogger was founded in 1999, and WordPress in 2003. While those and other cloud-based platforms have democratized the publishing of poetry, they’ve also lent to the increased market proliferation. Facebook was launched in 2004, and Twitter in 2006. Such outlets have definitely lent to the media saturation. Add in all the other independent small press outlets, larger for-profit venues, along with academic publishers, and the market seems bloated. Point blank, if this were a functional system, then U.S. readership rates of poetry and Google searches for poetry would both be increasing. Meanwhile, poetry’s relative popularity when compared to other arts and activities in the U.S. would not be second to last, just above opera. 

As to that rotted tree you mentioned toppling to allow pockets of fruit to thrive in the light, I don’t know about that right now. Alas! Thing is, in operating like a market, the small press is eventually going to be subject to market forces, wherein the (not so) hidden hand of declining U.S.readership is likely to deal it some kind of blow. Though I can conjure more dystopian outcomes, the best-case scenario I see is one where as readership rates continue to plummet, the poetry bubble also begins to deflate. With that, rates of market proliferation and attendant social media saturation begin reversing course. Greater competition among poets for publishing slots might then bring about equilibrium between the market and its readership. In such a deflated market, greater filtering—and hence, less promotion of poor, mediocre, and/or inaccessible work—would ideally occur. Trouble is, plummeting U.S. readership rates and the overall declining interest in poetry suggest there’s maybe a decade or two for publishing trends to turn around in such a positive manner. Again, I encourage readers to take a few minutes to explore that Washington Times Article from April 2015.

I do believe, Scott, that much of the disconnect between the U.S. public and poetry is not merely internal to publishing. It also has to do with popular culture, wherein news media, television, film, and contemporary music are crowding out interest in poetry. Unlike poetry publishing, whose media saturation seems targeted inward toward those already operating within the market, the media saturation generated by popular culture outlets is targeted and projected outward toward the public far more effectively . . . far more. And, but for Slam/performance poets and hip-hop/rap music, verse doesn’t really seem able to penetrate popular culture. All that may very well be a natural consequence of a highly diffused poetry market competing with far more centralized, profit-oriented entities for public attention.

Here’s where the history of the broadside ballad tradition is instructive. And, not just in one way, but three. Starting in the sixteenth century, broadside ballads first became popular. By the mid- to late-.seventeenth century they truly flourished. However, by the late nineteenth century, industrialized printing methods made possible via private capital expenditures led to the increased sales and popularity of newspapers. In sum, other media, technologies, and industrial growth quickly brought about the end of the broadside ballad tradition. What with history being cyclical, we appear to possibly be experiencing a similar, yet grander scale post-modern repeat of such phenomenon here in the U.S. The crush of new computer technology and other forms of media may, over time, do to poetry as a whole what capital expenditures, industrialized printing technologies, and newspapers did to the broadside ballads of yesteryear.

However, the tradition also speaks to your question about building audience through subject matter. Individual vendors sold broadside ballads to passersby on the streets of cities such as London. The broadsides often contained notes that instructed readers a poem may be sung to such and such a familiar tune. Drinking songs and bawdy songs were popular sub-genres. They also contained ballads from the oral tradition, preserving the work of those who came before them. Most importantly, many ballads reported and editorialized the news of the day. They sensationalized crime, memorialized events, mourned tragedies, and advocated political stances. In sum, the poetry of and by the people spoke to the people’s interests of the time, and largely lacked the subjective inwardness so often expressed in much of today’s verse. And, though the “literary value” of such ballads were arguably lacking, the social value was all there . . . in spades!

All that in mind, I think a lot might be gleaned from that tradition’s successes in generating audience, and how it might be applied to today’s declining readership. Here, it’s well worth noting that street papers—vended by the unhoused and economically vulnerable in many cities across the U.S.—are sort of post-modern cousins to broadside ballads. Like newspapers of old, such publications sometimes reserve space for the publication of poetry. Meanwhile some, like The Contributor in Nashville, TN, are immensely successful, and in far more than a mere economic sense. Among other benefits, the hand-to-hand, face-to-face nature of commerce between vendors and customers provides income and a sense of dignity for individuals who might otherwise have difficulty finding employment. Moreover, such commerce simultaneously lends to community building across social strata. It’s a beautiful publishing model, I believe, wherein interested publishers may wish to watch this documentary about The Contributor. It’s a favorite documentary of mine . . . very inspiring!

I’ve a sense such socially conscious, local publishing models may have good potential for aiding in poetry’s U.S. revival, with online platforms and social media providing more ancillary promotional and networking functions. In lieu of street papers, imagine inexpensively produced chapbook or newsprint style “street journals,” that publish quality contemporary verse and/or short fiction. Multiple stakeholders, be they local governments (via vending permit fees), local businesses (via advertising or underwriting), vendors, publishers, poets, and the general public could all stand to benefit. With that, contemporary poetry may be able to thrive locally, and even—dreams be grand!—alleviate some of the pain for those who fall through the so-called cracks of our society. Government and private foundation art grants would be better spent on poetry, I believe, if directed toward such projects. Minus such assistance, however, small press publishers might still work to navigate their local political-business-social terrain in order to get stakeholders on board. And, all the while, utilize new technologies currently at their disposal to simply start small in terms of press runs. In fact, I sense for the former funding to ever be made available to those who might desire it, the latter actions would likely need to happen first. If successful, I think such publishing models would sure beat the hell out of National Poetry Month in terms of reawakening interest in contemporary verse, while also driving positive social change.

Anyway, you inquired about online journals I like, and so I’ll mention a few. Those I most enjoy include both formal verse and genre journals. In the former case, I think The Rotary Dial and Unsplendid are exemplary in terms of online sites devoted to metrical poetry. Some finely honed, accessible verse can be found on both sites. In the latter case, I enjoy The Five-Two and Yellow Mama. In fact, I greatly admire The Five Two for publishing genre poetry on a weekly basis, and having such a nice mix of poets and styles, all of which are accessible. Taped readings of work published on site are an added plus. Meanwhile, Yellow Mama has a very nicely selected blend of poetry and fiction, along with a ton of vibe. It’s very well edited. Oh! How could I forget? The Literary Hatchet has fabulous layouts in both its print and online formats, and a wild mix of art and writing. I love checking out that journal. All three sites remind me in many ways of the broadside ballad tradition, but with contemporary appeal. Also, I miss seeing new online issues of Zygote in my Coffee. The visual appeal, coupled with the contents, was just the height of well-executed vibe. It most reminds me of independent print ‘zines I’d see floating around back in the 80s as a teen. Finally, when it comes to literary sites that have proverbial property on Main St., I like Rattle. That weekly poetry response to current events they do—i.e. poet’s respond—is right on the money in terms of building an audience for poetry, because it speaks to people and their larger collective concerns. And, the poetry is quite often top-notch.

 

STO: Well, Johnny, I have to say that you’ve given me quite a feast with your thoughts concerning the current state of affairs in the contemporary poetry scene (and the arts in general), and I hope that the readers here have enjoyed the mental stimulation as much as I have. Thanks again for taking the time to dive so thoroughly into these matters. I understand there’s an event coming up right around the corner that you’ll be performing at … would you like to throw in a plug for that show? And if there’s anything else we didn’t cover that you’re itching to get off your chest, now’s the time, my friend. I’ll turn over the mic and let you have the floor for any final words. After that, I encourage folks to stick around and read a selection of your poems in the encore.  

JL: Scott, I want to thank you for providing me this opportunity to discuss BAD ACID LABORATORIES, INC., my own poetry, those who’ve influenced it, and my thoughts on what I perceive to be the state of contemporary poetry. For any reader who’s made it this far through the interview, I want to thank you most especially for putting up with the latter indulgence.

I’ve only a couple thoughts left to add to my indulgence  . . . Back in 1988, Joseph Epstein wrote a piece titled, “Who Killed Poetry?” Only 3 years later, In 1991, Dana Gioia wrote, “Can Poetry Matter?” Both articles were written before the technologies we now take for granted became commonplace. Of note, both authors took aim at the academy, and its professionalization of the poet-professor via creative writing programs. While I still find the concerns expressed by both authors cogent, I also believe that in specific regards to publishing poetry, such anti-academy arguments are much less relevant today. Having greatly leveled the proverbial playing field via the adoption of modern technologies, we are now all complicit in guiding the trajectory of contemporary verse. And with that, despite all my gloom and doom, I think we live in an incredibly exciting period as poets, publishers, and editors.

All that aside, I do indeed have an event coming up soon. I’ll be a featured reader at The Robert Frost Farm on September 8th, in Derry, NH. The reading series there was established by The Hyla Brook Poets in 2009. Bill Gleed and Robert Crawford cofounded the group, and the latter acts as the farm’s poetry director. I’ll be sharing the podium with Marti Noel, a member of The Hyla Brook Poets. Frost and his family lived on the Derry property from 1900 to 1911, and the reading series itself is held in the barn. How cool is that? I don’t know, maybe it’s just a Yankee thing that I think that’s pissa. But regardless, I’m like wicked stoked. If you’re not from New England, that means I’m excited and quite honored. Though I’ll admit, I’m also intimidated to have my heathen shadow darken the sliding doors of such a sanctuary. Hopefully Frost will nod with some approval on my efforts, though I’ll probably say a little prayer to The Muses that the skies remain calm. The weather here is weird . . .

Hey, thanks again, Scott. Truly! And, big thanks to all who read this interview. Hope you all enjoy the selection below . . .


Elegy for a Rock Star
 
 
When Jessie was 18, he played guitar
Inside this shitty band, “Uriah’s Rage.”
He thought he had a shot to be a star,
 
An’ even did some gigs down Kitty’s Bar
Where strippers slunk aroun’ a tiger cage.
When Jessie was 18, he played guitar
 
An’ swore—“No matter what!”—he’d rise as far
As Kurt (“God rest ‘is soul”), or Jimmy Page.
He thought he had a shot to be a star,
 
To cruise in limousines, eat caviar,
An’ bang a bunch o’ babes, all underage.
When Jessie was 18, he played guitar,
 
An’ bright as all them lights in heaven are
None glittered brighter, once he took the stage.
He thought he had a shot to be a star,
 
But now, he’s got the ex-, three kids, no car,
An’ debts that cost ‘im twice ‘is fact’ry wage.
When Jessie was 18, he played guitar . . .
He thought he had a shot to be a star.
 
  
 
Makin’ Do
 
 
On summer nights I used to hang with Verne:
His table this ol’ cable spool, his couch
The backseat of a Pontiac—the one
That sat on cinder blocks out in ‘is yard.
 
Now once, he pointed at this toilet bowl
There in the dirt, an’ had a big ol’ laugh
At how two birds ‘d used it for a nest,
But dropped their turds inside the tub instead.
 
“That’s wisdom, huh?” he asked me with a wink.
“Them birds, they know enough ‘bout makin’ do
To know that if a thing don’t work no good,
Don’t mean it ain’t without some other use.”
 
That’s when he got nostalgic ‘bout the past,
Back when he took ‘is Tempest on the road,
An’ up in Maine he met this toothless whore
Who tooted on the skin-flute like a pro.
 
Well, what’s it matter if them other times
He’d tol’ that tale, she’d been from Arkansas?
Or that she’d been a waitress, not a whore?
Or that ‘er name was Eunice, not Ilene?
 
An’ what’s it matter if he up ‘n’ then
Tol’ me that lame-ass joke about a nun
Who felt all guilty smokin’ cigarettes
Until she kicked the habit!?—Da-da-Dum.
 
Now, none o’ this is meant to say ‘is jokes
Weren’t funny . . . the first time. Or that Ilene
—Or was it Eunice?—wasn’t hot . . . Or that
He didn’t understan’ the ways o’ birds . . .
 
It’s jus’ to say I miss that fuckin’ guy,
An’ don’t it sho’ly seem a cryin’ shame
That when I go to leave a beer beside
‘Is grave, I fin’ the grass all neat ‘n’ trim.
 
It’s ‘nough to leave me wond’rin’ what’s the use
To try ‘n’ make a graveyard look so good—
An’ how in heaven will po’ Verne make do
Without a worl’ o’ junk to rummage through.
 
 
(BAD ACID LABORATORIES, INC. issue 3 collage credit: Greg Hanson)

Introducing Scott Thomas Outlar “Happy Hour Hallelujah”

My new book “Happy Hour Hallelujah” is available now through CTU Publishing. Cheers and thank you to Raja Williams for all her efforts in bringing this project to fruition…

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Preface . . .

Ultimately, Happy Hour Hallelujah is a proclamation and celebration of life even while staring the suffering of existence squarely in the eyes. It is an affirmation of the Great Yes that art defiantly screams in the face of entropy’s existential core. It is a truth that seeks to puncture through deception. It is a fire that yearns to rise from out the ashes. It is the next step forward when all momentum seems to be at a standstill. It is a light piercing through the darkness. It is nothing more and nothing less than the expression of one man’s vision toward the future….

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Interview with Nibstears

Nibstears (1st place)

This is an interview I did with the Nigerian journal Nibstears earlier this year after winning a poetry contest they hosted on the theme of societal illness. Happy Hour Hallelujah, a book which was mentioned during the interview as being in the works, has now been released through CTU Publishing. Copies can be ordered here at this author’s page.


Nibstears: Good day sir, nice to have you as our poet of the week. May we know you more than this sir?
 
Scott Thomas Outlar: Thank you for selecting my work in the recent contest. It is an honor to be associated with NIBSTEARS. Such awards are always humbling, and it is certainly a nice feeling whenever one’s work is recognized in such a way.
 
Well, who am I? Such a question could conceivably lead me off on any number of tangents, so I guess I’ll just start putting ink to paper and see where things go from there. In one sense, I am a simple man living a simple life. Most of my time, energy, and effort is focused on my work…trying to get my words out into the world so that they might be seen by as many sets of eyes as possible.
 
I began writing a short while after graduating from high school, and I then spent the next thirteen years or so developing and honing my craft until the style had reached the point where I felt comfortable with the idea of submitting it to various journals, magazines, literature blogs, and zines. I was fortunate that my poetry quickly found a home at the social justice newsletter Dissident Voice. I developed a good relationship with the editor Angie Tibbs, and I’ve now been a weekly contributor to the Sunday Poetry Page at the site since the Summer of 2014. Being accepted in this venue gave me the initial boost of confidence to seek out other publications with a burning fiery fervor.
 
At this point, more than 800 of my poems have appeared in over 180 different print and/or online publications. It has been a fast paced first year and a half in my journey, highlighted by all the great connections I’ve been fortunate enough to make with other writers and editors. There is great talent in the field of contemporary poetry across the world, and reading the work of other wordsmiths helps keep me inspired and passionate about continuing to lace pages with my pen.
 
In December of 2015 my second chapbook “Songs of a Dissident” was released through Transcendent Zero Press. The poems included in this collection touch on subjects including politics, philosophy, and society. I tried to hit on some of the notes which concern me about modern American culture, such as the heavy-handed nature of the Federal Government both domestically and abroad. Generally speaking, the work is an unapologetic prophecy of the imperialistic empire’s inevitable demise. The people of the world are waking up to the treacherous intentions of the globalist agenda and the henchmen who serve such a system’s unholy pursuits. The book is currently being sold on Amazon.
 
In January of 2016 I signed a contract with CTU Publishing for a full-length poetry collection titled “Happy Hour Hallelujah” which will be out later this year. I’m currently in the process of cleaning up the final edits on the manuscript, and then all that will remain is securing a cover image that captures the overall energy of the work.
 
I spend a fair amount of time working on my own website 17Numa.wordpress.com where links to all my published poetry, fiction, essays, interviews, and reviews can be found. The site also features resource pages that I’ve set up as my small way of giving back to the indie/small press community that has treated me so well since I emerged on the scene. There is one page that has links to the personal websites, blogs, and archives of other writers and artists whom I’ve had the pleasure of connecting with. Another page features links to over 230 literary venues for anyone who might be seeking new journals to read and/or publications where they can submit their work.
 
At the beginning of this year I began helping out as an editor at two online poetry sites, Walking Is Still Honest Press and The Peregrine Muse. W.I.S.H. is a publication that is affiliated with The Southern Collective Experience – a group of writers, artists, journalists, radio personalities, photographers, musicians, and business-minded forward-thinkers who support one another while working cohesively to pierce through the saturated contemporary market with a clear, distinct, dynamic vision of the future. The SCE has many exciting projects lined up in the months ahead that we will be happily revealing as time moves along.
 
Apart from my writing, I enjoy my daily walk to a local park, reading, researching health-related topics, studying nutrition, following the madness of modern-day political theater, watching an occasional sporting event on television, and oscillating between imbibing good wine for long periods of time and then entering into stages of balanced sobriety. Life is both a feast and a fast, and I make it a point to enjoy both extremes to their fullest.
 
Nibstears : Sir, from which state are you, and what is your place of birth?
 
STO: I was born in the suburbs just outside the city of Atlanta, Georgia (U.S.A.) in the year 1980.
 
Nibstears: As a poet, how do you see poetry in today’s world?
 
STO: There is a poetic Renaissance in the process of flowering in this day and age. In one sense, there has always been a confined niche audience for the art steeped in academia, but such university circles and cliques, from the outside looking in, seem to be a bit stuffy, haughty, and non-inclusive with the type of elitist environment which they foster. I won’t be too tough in my attack because academia doesn’t necessarily concern me overly much. Let them do what they will. I’ve always tended to go about life as an outsider to all institutions, and so the path that naturally excited me was that of independent publishing. There is seemingly no end to the number of small presses (both online and in print) that cater to the field of poetry. I intuitively sense that this burgeoning growth of presses will continue to draw in new writers and readers alike. The connectivity of the internet has enabled poets from India to Africa to Asia to America to Europe to the Middle East to easily find common ground with their contemporaries around the world. It is truly a beautiful concept to be able to read from such a diverse and eclectic group just by clicking a few buttons on the computer. Every day there are new journals starting up and inviting submissions. It is an organic process born from the inspired love and devotion for the written word that so many individuals are helping to spread.
 
 
Nibstears: So how does poetry perform in the area where you come from?
 
STO: This question excites me greatly because it’s one which I plan on very soon seeking out the answer to. Part of the next stage in my journey involves venturing forth into the city and reading at various events. Many of the connections I’ve made in the publishing process so far have come via the internet, so it will be nice to start meeting fellow poets face to face.
 
Nibstears: There is a very low profit for poetry. What do you suggest causes it?
 
STO: There are many possible causes concerning why poetry doesn’t seem to pay much for the vast majority of writers. One reason is the flipside of what I mentioned earlier. Because there is so much free poetry available online, the market has become oversaturated. For all the great benefits that come with having so much poetry available to read, it must also be noted that this leads to an overflow of substandard verse floating around. Vanity publishing and print-on-demand sites have made it possible for just about anyone to release a book.
 
Poetry, in one sense, is about having a personal outlet of expression, and so I would always encourage anyone who wants to share their thoughts, opinions, and beliefs to do so. But it must be admitted that having so many options does in some ways bring down the demand and value for poetry from a strictly monetary perspective. There is also a nasty but prevalent idea among many people that poets are meant to bleed their hearts and souls while playing the role of “starving artist” in society. This is a horrible sentiment that needs to be shattered posthaste. Artists are generally left-brained in their thinking, and so the business aspect of crunching numbers doesn’t always get calculated into the overall equation.
 
Nibstears: Okay, now understanding the cause, can you suggest for us the solution?
 
STO: Well, firstly, we must face the harsh reality that for the majority of poets there will more than likely never be a huge financial gain received from the emotions that they pour forth upon the page. The process itself, in such cases, should be considered its own reward. I believe that for many poets who consider writing to be a hobby, having their words read by other people is enough. These poets are not necessarily driven by profit. With that being said, for the poets who are seeking a steady career, there is hope. To earn a solid living from poetry is possible for those who have the determination (and talent). It takes an indomitable inner drive to rise up through the ocean of so many contemporary writers and reach the surface where one’s work will be noticed and ultimately purchased.
 
The truth of the matter is that nothing in this world comes freely, and so very rarely is any poet going to be given a free ride to the top. There are exceptions to the rule of course; luck, politics, and nepotism being among them. But in most cases it takes a certain amount of business savvy coupled with artistic merit to garner recognition from a large enough audience to reach a state of financial success. Fortunately, social media platforms provide a good launching pad in the process of marketing and advertising. Self-promotion is considered tacky and unbecoming by many artists, which is a perfectly fine opinion for them to have. Chances are, however, that such artists will never be recognized. It does take a certain amount of courage and bravado to willingly take the plunge and begin promoting one’s own work publically. There is a way to do so tastefully and with grace. Someone has to spread the word, and struggling poets aren’t usually in a position where they can hire an agency or publicist to do the job, so it falls on their own shoulders to carry the cross.
 
My suggestion, quite simply, is to network. Read as much as possible. Reach out to those writers and editors whom you admire. Make connections within as many poetry communities as possible. Support those whose work you believe in. The laws of reciprocity will help you in return. Loyalty goes a long way in this world that is currently under siege by cowards, criminals, lairs, and thieves. Honor stands out amongst a crowd of swine.
 
If you want to be successful, you have to make a commitment to stay in the game for the long haul. No process in life brings immediate rewards. There are tests and trials that arise on every path. Be thankful for the challenges that you face. Persistence, patience, and proper perspective do pay off in the end. Success breeds success…it is a natural law of attraction. It has been said before that if you knock upon the door, it shall be opened unto you. But the next part of the equation is just as vital. Once the door opens, you must run through it without hesitation to the other side. Keep your eyes peeled for opportunities that present themselves, and when they do, seize them in the palm of your hand and squeeze tightly. The process is not an easy road to hoe by any stretch of the imagination. But nothing that is truly worthwhile in life comes easily. The overall effort is humbling at times when the ego gets smashed and stomped upon. But when you fall, get right back up. If you can create a state of mindfulness that helps you to enjoy each step along the path, then the work will never seem like a job, but will feel like a natural, organic unfolding of your highest potential coming into fruition. The bottom line/bottom dollar analysis is that if you want to achieve something in life (in this case, financial rewards), then you have to be smart, crafty, flexible, open-minded, courageous, and willing to take on any and all obstacles that appear before you.
 
Simple enough, right? You bet! Honestly, I’m still in the process of testing all of these theories which I’ve espoused. I’ll report back after further data has been collected.

Combat the State: Interview with Scott Thomas Outlar

Thank you to Dustin Pickering for the thought-provoking questions in this new interview I took part in recently…

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In your interviews, I notice an optimism concerning the future of art. What does that optimism stem from?

 

My state of optimism arises from the need I sense for there to be a counterbalance of energy to combat the negativity and nihilism that so many disillusioned people project in this modern culture. There is no doubt that society is currently weighed down by the regressive, oppressive, fascistic institutions that have been gradually gaining more and more undo power and control over the past several decades. When citizens begin to feel that freewill and personal decisions are no longer available due to the centralized structures of the Beast System continually eroding sovereignty and liberty, they lose touch with the most important aspect of what it means to be a human being blessed with consciousness and self-awareness. Which is to say, they lose their individuality and are swallowed by the mechanical…

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New Speak ~ Sowing Season – Author Scott Thomas Outlar

Thank you to Raja Williams and CTU Publishing for everything…

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Some people

try to kill two birds

with one stone

but I’m far more interested

in planting two seeds

at the same time

© Scott Thomas Outlar

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Excerpt from the book

“Happy Hour Hallelujah”


Seated (Visions of Verse)About the Author

Scott Thomas Outlar resides in the suburbs outside of Atlanta, Georgia where he spends the hours flowing and fluxing with the ever-changing currents of the Tao River while laughing at and/or weeping over life’s existential nature. He hosts the site 17Numa.wordpress.com where links to his published poetry, fiction, essays, and interviews can be found. His poem “Poetic Points” was nominated for Best of the Net by The Mind[less] Muse in 2015. Since beginning to submit his work in 2014, he has had more than 800 poems appear in over 200 print and/or online venues, both in the United States and internationally. He has been a weekly contributor to the Sunday Poetry Page of…

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New Books on the Way!

361 Nacional - 5 poems translated by Irsa Rucci

The past two years have been an amazing journey since I began publishing my work, but I believe that the greatest honor I’ve received so far came recently when five of my poems were translated for the Albanian newspaper, Nacional. I owe a thousand thank yous to the talented, lovely, beautiful poet, Irsa Ruci. My poetry cannot help but be infinitely improved when placed in her capable hands.


Clifford Brooks III, D L Yancey II, and I performed at Dogwood Terrace Restaurant in Acworth, Georgia earlier in July at an event hosted by Reinhardt University’s MFA Program. Our performances representing The Southern Collective Experience were filmed by Casanova Green, and the full video can be viewed here on his Periscope channel.
 
Happy Hour Hallelujah front cover draft
Raja Williams at CTU Publishing designed a sleek new author’s page for Happy Hour Hallelujah last week. Please swing by the site and check out the generous blurbs which several contemporary authors wrote about my work. Of course, I’ll have plenty more to say about the book when it is released in August.
 
Chaos Songs Front CoverMy other forthcoming book, Chaos Songs from Weasel Press, has officially been set for a September 1st release date. One day before my birthday. That’s about as cool a gift as I could possibly conceive of. Pre-orders are now available here.
 
I’ll be posting a full July recap at some point during the next week, but I just wanted to highlight a few of the amazing things that have been going on lately. There is no sense in slowing down at this point. The schedule for the months ahead is looking good, and I have a number of new announcements to start rolling out soon. Thank you to everyone who reads and supports my work. Your encouragement is warmly received and greatly appreciated.
 
Selah,
Scott Thomas Outlar
 
P.S.
 
I also launched a new 17Numa Facebook page where I’ve been promoting other writers and artists whose work I dig. Please give it a like to get in the loop concerning book announcements, publication links, submission calls, upcoming events, and all sorts of other fun news.

Showcase Spotlight #2: Kiriti Sengupta

The Earthen Flute Front

The Earthen Flute
Hawakaal Publishers
February, 2016
60 pages; $6.00
ISBN-13: 978-9385783586
 
Reviewed by Scott Thomas Outlar
 
Established poet Kiriti Sengupta of Calcutta, India has teamed up with illustrator Tamojit Bhattacharya to compile a collection of short poems that, as the title indicates, focus primarily on the flesh and bone phenomenon of this earthly plane. The opening piece, “Keep An Eye,” references the spiritual nature of the third eye, or what some have called the seat of the soul, but then quickly establishes the point that sculptors are not as concerned with this aspect of metaphysical consciousness as they are, instead, on experimenting with the two eyes of the actual human face. And so we know from early on that we will be taken on a journey that is influenced by those concerns which are all-too-human. This is made even more clear in the poem “Womb.” Here, the female body is compared with the earth itself. An archetype that has, of course, been expressed through countless millennia by various civilizations across the planet. Such a mythos continues to ring true. There is no escaping the fundamental fact that all of us, ultimately, come from and return to the dust and dirt of terra firma.
 
What I found to be the most powerful poem, “Experience Personified,” is a simple, serene meditation on the morning dew and the sensation it makes on one’s bare feet when walking through the grass. Sengupta sums up the event:
 
I don’t call it a feeling,
I would rather name it
my experience.
 
I am reminded of the birds in Aldous Huxley’s book The Island that parrot the refrain: “Here and now, boys, here and now.” This poem brings me back to the present moment with a reminder that each experience throughout the day is a reflection of eternity.
 
In “A Different Ballgame” Sengupta considers a problem that certain poets have encountered when realizing that their work has failed to garner attention by catching hold with reviewers. He offers two possible paths (one slightly more sarcastic than the other) that the poet can take at this stage of the process:
 
Redoing all your old stuff;
replacing the words
with synonyms found on Google,
or in Oxford Advanced Learners, and then submit
Them to the journals
where the editors boast about their high standards
Or
leave your old stuff as it is,
and think about the classic poets,
the masters,
who were explored
as they set out for their heavenly abode
 
 
The Earthen Flute contains a number of anecdotes pertaining to the basic routines of everyday life. In “Time And Tide” Sengupta writes about a breakfast ordered after a heavy night of drinking with friends. The cheese omelet has not been prepared correctly. When it is inquired whether the cook is new we come to discover that she is a family member of the establishment’s owner who has gone through a terrible tragedy earlier in her life. The lesson this reader came away with: Let us not be aggravated by simple annoyances in life, but always remember to have compassion for those we serve as well as those who serve us.
 
References to both elemental and earthy ideas such as the sun, moon, lakes, ponds, birds, flowers, and the like are scattered throughout the pages, but in the final poem, “Struggle for Silence,” the philosophical tenets of existentialism and eternal quietude are considered as we leave this bag of bones behind and seek harmony with the Creator. It all boils down, in the end, no matter what type of fun and games we’ve played here on earth, no matter how much suffering and sorrow we’ve experienced in this physical body, to the simple fact that entropy of the mortal coil eventually comes calling. The only question that truly matters is whether or not absolution is realized before that final bell tolls.

Coming soon…

Reflections on Salvation - Transcendent Zero Press - Press Release
A historical moment in literature! A new sub-genre has emerged combining poetry, philosophy, and anecdote. Kiriti Sengupta, bestselling author & poet based in Calcutta, India and translator of Bengali literature, is finalizing his Reflections on Salvation. This work promises to be startlingly unique, fresh, and enlightening!
 
Sengupta’s collection, termed “Flash Wisdom,” is slated for release this week. We hope to spark interest in this project as few poets of this type are represented in the American publishing industry, and this peculiar collection of less than 50 pages invents a sub-genre of poetry, combining humorous anecdote with wise musings using a terse prose style.
 
Dr. Mary Madec, award-winning poet of Ireland, instructor of those with intellectual handicaps, and recipient of a doctorate in linguistics, invented the term “Flash Wisdom” to categorize Sengupta’s promising new style — as in a similar vein, Hedwig Gorski invented the term “performance poet” during the 2000’s to describe what later became “slam.” — Dustin Pickering (Founder of Transcendent Zero Press and Editor-in-Chief of Harbinger Asylum)

Showcase Spotlight #1: Emily Ramser

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Welcome to the first ever Showcase Spotlight here at 17Numa! I’ve been planning to launch this feature for almost a year now, so it’s about time I finally put the pedal to the metal and got things rolling. I have plenty of big ideas for the weeks and months ahead, but as for right now, I couldn’t imagine starting off with a better guest. I first had the pleasure of meeting Emily Ramser last year while she was working as an editor at Visceral Uterus. We began talking after she published a recently accepted poem of mine there. The formatting at the site required her to completely type up my poem from scratch before posting it, so I knew straightaway that this was someone who truly cared about poetry and was willing to give her time, energy, and passion to the small press world. Ramser is set to release her fourth collection of poetry soon through Weasel Press, and so I thought it would be a good time to reach out and ask her a few questions about the forthcoming chapbook… 

Scott Thomas Outlar: Firstly, I’d like to say thank you, Emily, for taking the time to do this interview. Let’s dive right in! I’m sure you must be excited about your forthcoming poetry book from Weasel Press. Could you tell us a little about the collection and how it came about?

Emily Ramser: So to answer your question the book is titled UHaul: A Collection of Lesbian Love Poems. It is, as the title says, a collection of love poems. However, it’s also more than that. In a way, it’s a coming out story. It is me coming out to the world, saying as a woman, I love women. It’s me saying that I am proud to love women and not afraid to say it. It’s funny because my mom told me the other day, that I shouldn’t keep writing poems or books about women, but really this book isn’t about any one particular woman, though a lot of the poems were inspired by a certain person. It is about me. It’s about my relationship with women and my own kind of literary coming out as queer. 

I actually started writing the poems in this book last summer when I made a Tinder account in order to meet women. On there, I met a nineteen-year-old who told me that when she was sixteen she had given herself a small stick and poke tattoo of the word queer on her abdomen. This encounter provided the inspiration for the opening poem of the chapbook “Queer.” 

I eventually met a lovely woman on Tinder named Meagan who I began dating. When I was first talking to her, I wrote her poems in an attempt at classical wooing, which is where a few of the poems such as “Let Me Write For You” came from. I continued writing throughout the year poems inspired by my relationship with her. 

Uhaul - A Collection of Lesbian Love Poems - Emily Ramser - Weasel Press

Outlar: Sounds as if it’s safe to assume that your wooing worked. Good to know that courting and romance are still in style. The power of the written word wins again! Do you feel that this, your fourth collection of poetry, is a continuation of your earlier books, or have you taken the content to another level with the “coming out story?” Has the process of writing such thoughts down for the world to read helped you feel more liberated?

Ramser: This book is a quite different from my other books in my opinion. Toast is Just Bread That Put Up a Fight is the closest to it, but that chapbook is not quite a coming out story like this one is. Toast is more of a fighting against and never standing down kind of story. That said, it wasn’t quite as put together with a purpose as UHaul. I specifically chose the works in UHaul with a purpose. 

UHaul came about in a time when I was a lot more confident in both my sexuality and my general person. I knew more who I was by the time I started writing the poems in this book. The process of writing these books, though, made me feel even more confident in myself and my writing. 

I’d be lying though if I didn’t say I was nervous about publishing this book. It’s a coming out story in many ways, but my coming out publicly could come back to bite me. You can be fired in 28 states for being gay or transgender. So, this book says I’m gay and proud, but it gives employers a reason to not hire me or to fire me. 

As nervous as I am with publishing it, I won’t back down from publishing it. Heterosexual love poetry has been published for ages upon ages. I think it’s time to show that homosexual love poetry is just as valid as heterosexual love poetry. It’s okay to be gay, and it’s okay to write about being gay. 

I sent my girlfriend a copy of Elizabeth Barret Browning’s Sonnets From the Portuguese for Valentine’s day, but it didn’t feel quite right. It had male pronouns. It removed my female partner from the equation, as it focused on male qualities. 

So, I started writing my own love poems for women because there weren’t love poems for me to send these women I was interested in. There weren’t poems about women for women. There are plenty of poems that are for men by women or for women by men, but there are so few gay love poems in comparison. 

I wanted to tell my partner I loved her and there were no poems that did so, so I wrote my own. 

Outlar: Sometimes in life when there is not a path laid out clearly before us, we must act as trailblazers and create a new one. That’s the sense I get from your efforts with this collection. What type of reaction has the work garnered so far from those who have had a chance to read it? Are you happy with the feedback? On that note, being an editor yourself, how do you react to critiques of your own work, and what do you feel the appropriate role of an editor should be?

Ramser: I like that turn of phrase. I agree. That’s certainly something that I’ve thought some during my work on this chapbook. 

I’ve only gotten one real response so far and that is from Matthew David Campbell. I’ve included it below: 

The poems in Emily Ramser’s Uhaul are irrevocably human while living in the intimacies of new love. Uhaul is a book of devotional poems that is forthright in its convictions, whether those convictions are romantic, carnal, or obsessive. Ramser comes out in declaration in the title poem “Queer,” as she “almost gagged on my own tongue” in an almost denial of her own “queerness” to her lover, only then to dive right into acceptance of self and love as the “writing” of “all these poems about caressing your hipbones and cheekbones” begins with a “hickie in the shape of a heart is left on my breast” by her muse: as the searing burn of love melts any remaining doubts as to where this is going. From here the poet feeds her lover, “decorating her mouth with chocolate crumbs” as a way of understanding love and carnal joys, or in the poem “I give you my body for your own” Ramser dismantles her physical self in offerings to her muse. Love in the book takes shape as poems take shape: always differing in form, but ever aspiring towards art. Uhaul is an earthy book that dwells in Eros with grace through tension, doubt, faith, and utter charm.

—@Matthew David Campbell, Author of 
Harmonious Anarchy, and The House of Eros

Matthew’s feedback almost made me cry because I was so surprised that someone liked my work that much. This project has been intensely personal, so good feedback is a godsend. A few of my friends have read the individual poems, as I was working on them, but overall, I’ve kept this collection pretty close to my chest. It’s a little scary to let it out into the world. 

As to my being an editor, my editorself honestly helps me to better accept critique. I understand the purpose and need of it. I want to know what will make my poetry better and, as the assistant editor of an indie press, what will sell more books. That said, my editorself steps back in this situation. I am not an editor here, I am a writer. Weasel is my editor with this. He’s the one I trust to look over and suggest edits and the like. Overall, editors in these situations are meant to assist writers with publishing the best work for themselves and the press. 

Outlar: That’s one hell of a good review from Campbell. I can see why it put a smile on your face. That’s great that you have that type of trust in Weasel Patterson where you can rely on his advice to steer you in the right direction if necessary. That type of writer/editor relationship is certainly a nice ace to be holding in your hand. How do you manage your time between your editorial duties, writing your own work, going to school, teaching, hosting readings, etc.? I’m exhausted just thinking about all the hats you wear. Do you have a specific time of day set aside for writing, or is it more of an anytime inspiration hits sort of thing?  

Ramser: Oh god, time management is my worst enemy. Keeping all the hats on usually means wearing multiple hats at the same time and multitasking. It’s a never ending cycle. There are some days where I might get only three or four hours sleep because I stayed up until 4am writing an article after a day of internship and homework. So far, I’ve been able to make it work, but I’m curious to see how my schedule and duties will change following my graduation in December. I also am starting a graduate program in the summer (hopefully), so it will be an adjustment when it comes to relearning how to keep all my hats on my head. 

As for writing for myself, I try to set aside time during the day to write, but it doesn’t always happen on schedule. It tends to happen sporadically and often at night. 

My partner, Meagan, always laughs because I tend to get up randomly at night, usually when I’m half asleep, and start writing. She works nights and there have been a couple times when she’s come home at 6am and I’m sitting on the bed, typing away, never having realized that the night has flown by. I also tend to carry a journal around with me to write down ideas and pieces, but I’ve been known to use receipts (I have an entire chapbook of blackout poems done on receipts actually). I also use a note app on my phone to write down ideas or poems. When the inspiration happens, it happens. 

I remember this one time where I was talking to her outside while she was smoking and I got struck with an idea after fiddling with a piece of grass that had been growing through a crack in the concrete. I pulled out my phone and started writing on the app while she was still talking, by the time she’d finished her cigarette, I’d written an entire poem. I put my phone in my pocket, and she looked at me and asked, “Did you just write a poem?” to which I nodded and she laughed. Luckily for me, she takes my moments of inspiration in stride and loves me all the more for them.

When I’m working, my schedule changes a little though. I try to write when my students are writing and do the exercises they are doing. It serves a dual purpose, it makes me write and works as an example for my students. Obviously, these writing moments aren’t always the most ideal, as I still have to supervise and sometimes as such don’t get to write as much. However it helps to get this kind of built in time. 

All of that said, all the work and balancing acts are so worth it. It keeps my mind and hands occupied. I can’t ever seem to sit still normally, so always having work to do works for me as a person. I enjoy working. It’s what drives me. Writing is my life. I couldn’t be me without having a list of things to write or five billion projects to work on. 

Outlar: I just had several memories of writing poems on napkins or in notebooks while speeding down the highway flash through my mind. Would that be considered a worse offense than texting and driving? Well, hell, when inspiration hits, it must be seized! As the release date for Uhaul  moves ever-closer, what are your hopes for the book? Are you planning any sort of launch event where you live? When it comes to promotion, how important do you believe social media is in this day and age? On what platforms can people follow your work?

Ramser: When inspiration hits, it hits. You gotta take advantage of the opportunity when it strikes. 

Oh goodness, my hopes for the book. My biggest hope is that it speaks to people. I want it to mean something to readers. I could give a shit less how many copies it sells as long as it strikes a chord in someone at least once. 

Though some sales would certainly be nice, as it would help support the Press. 

As for launch events, I’m tentatively planning to have one, but nothing for sure yet. I’m getting ready to start social media promotion of the book soon, though, waiting until July to really get it started. I think social media is important, but I also think more traditional routes such as interviews and reviews are as well. I think a mix of them are necessary. Use social media to review books or publicize reviews. Etc. I like that kind of mixture of traditional publicization and social media publicization.

As for my presence on social media, my Instagram is emramser, my twitter is @ChickadeePoems, and my facebook page is Emily Ramser. My blog is also another option:  www.authoremilyramser.wordpress.com. Also email: emily.r.ramser@gmail.com

Outlar: I’m confident your book will do well. I can tell it was written from your truest sense of self, and that, ultimately, is what resonates with readers. Truth is the most powerful force in the end. Thanks again, Emily, for taking the time to do this interview. It’s been a pleasure from my end. Are there any final thoughts you’d care to leave us with, or anything you’d like to add that I might not have brought up?

Ramser: I appreciate your compliment, Scott. Coming from an author like yourself that means a lot. I cannot think of anything else to add other than a thank you to any readers for sticking through my ramblings and a thank you to you, Scott for interviewing me (and respectively also putting up with my rambles). 


Emily Ramser - Queer Photo from Book
Queer
 
I met a girl
with “queer”
tattooed across her abdomen,
and when I drug my fingers across it,
she asked me if I was a lesbian,
and I gagged on my tongue
when I tried to say no
because I’ve been writing all these poems
about caressing your hipbones
and cheekbones,
so instead I asked her
to stick and poke a new tattoo
across my collarbones,
and so she licked me
and bit me,
leaving a hickie
in the shape of your heart
on my breast.

Larger View … June Recap

Larger View
 
When you try to say everything
all at once
it leaves you with nothing
in the end
 
The truth is bigger
than one moment
 
Slow down and simplify…
eternity came equipped with patience
 
(This piece originally appeared, here, in The Word Ocean as part of an interview I did with Dee Thompson last year. It is also included in my forthcoming poetry collection “Chaos Songs” from Weasel Press)

Well, this monthly recap might be a few days past the expiration date but it’s still fresh enough to drink. No worries. You’re safe. Pinky swear. Bottoms up.
 
Thank you to the editors at these twenty-nine venues for accepting and/or publishing my work during the month of June:
 
Dissident Voice; Dead Snakes; Haikuniverse; The Seventh Quarry; Leaves of Ink; The Piker Press; Duane’s PoeTree; International Times; Nibstears: Justice before Peace anthology; The Bees Are Dead; GloMag; Scarlet Leaf Review; Stay Weird and Keep Writing; Morpheus Magazine; VerseWrights; Visual Verse; Yellow Chair Review; CTU: Poetic Melodies anthology; Zombie Logic Review; ELSiEiSY; Setu Magazine; Degenerate Literature; Quail Bell Magazine; Burning House Press; Novelmasters; Shemom; Weasel Press: How Well You Walk Through Madness anthology; Lummox anthology; and Cavalcade of Stars.
 
One of the highlights during June was an interview I gave to Marcia Epstein for her radio program, Talk With ME, based out of Lawrence, Kansas. We spoke about my work, the state of the world, baseball, and the philosophy of true anarchy. I also had an opportunity to read a few poems from “Songs of a Dissident” and “Happy Hour Hallelujah” (which will be released soon through CTU Publishing – much more on this matter to come). Anyone interested in hearing me run my mouth for an hour can listen to the broadcast here.
 
I mentioned this in the last post at 17Numa but it’s well worth bringing up again. The Southern Collective Experience is now live and kicking on YouTube. It would be greatly appreciated if you’d swing by and subscribe to the channel to get in the loop for future videos that are posted. There are already a number of recordings up, including the Mad Swirl event that Cliff Brooks, Kaleb Garrett, and I featured at recently.
 
I went on a bit of a binge during June, sending out a number of excerpts from a book I wrote back in March-May of 2014 called “Zero-Point Graduation.” A few of the essays were published in different venues, and others have been accepted for future release. If you’d like to get a taste of my ranting, raving, rambling ways, well, here’s a healthy heaping:
 
Shifting Poles – Quail Bell Magazine
Five Aces – Burning House Press
Daydreaming Dystopia – Novelmasters
 
That’s all, folks. No big ending. No final splash. No dramatic close. No swan song. Just a beautiful fade into the radiant light. Psych. The fun has only just begun…
 
Selah,
Scott Thomas Outlar