2016 started with the death of Bowie and attending with the death of George Michael, to musical legends who helped the gay movement in many ways. George, may you find the white light you sang about after your coma a few years ago.
White Light Video here.
Kirkus Reviews has a nice review of Eyes Glowing at the Edge of the Woods, an anthology of writers from West Virginia that I have a few poems in. Read the review here. I’m looking forward to it out on March 1st, and it can be ordered now through Amazon or your favorite local bookstore.
Kudos to editors Laura Long and Doug Van Gundy.
I’m sharing here an interesting take on the feminine origin of many Christmas and Yuletide customs. –Kelly
Oh wondrous headed doe… Amongst its horns it carries the light of the blessed sun…” Hungarian Christmas Folk Song Long before Santa charioted his flying steeds across our mythical skies, it w…
Source: Doe, A Deer, A Female Deer: The Spirit of Mother Christmas
Read poet Shelley Puhak’s essay at the Columbia Journal.
Is it any surprise then, that after passing from one iron cage to another, passing from one blue-serge inspector to another, my great-grandmother was detained for further inspection?