Thursday, April 3, 2014

Valhalla










 photo © Ronald Sorrento, Vietnam Vet, a peace sign made from m-79 high explosive grenade rounds



We are building roads to roads
that build roads to
nowhere

people are at the same time
sane and insane

are you listening
to the wind
as she whispers
when dawn drags her belly
pregnant and full
across the purpling skyline
as the sun
places her hand
ever so warmly
upon the nape of your neck

and the sea
bellows
stop
stop
stop
just stop and listen

no
do not even try
just be

good
follows
good follows
nature and trees
and all that is
Earth and dirt
and sand
and you and me

you
see
it is not easy
to
simply
be

left to right
to
center

as the Earth bellows
bombs
like airstrikes
on the innocent
and we keep voting
and protesting
and dying while alive
living in a
free state of
mind controlled
flight

where do I turn
when the world has gone mad
and everything is on a
merry
go round
and
rounds
of bullets fly
from lips, pursed
in hate
and anger
rising
like Valhalla

and the Valkyries scream like
eagles scrying

thunder

We are building roads to roads
that build roads to

nowhere

© Susan Marie

Saturday, March 29, 2014

a thousand words





 

i can write
one million poems
describing
the sweet breath
of breeze
like peaches in summertime
how they cool your brow and palette
on a day
that is sweltering,
simultaneous


or how the speech
of our forefathers
can never suffice
to explain the thoughts
that explode inside my brain
like atoms, splitting
supernovas in space
constellations ablaze
neurons sounding
and resounding
across synapses
like trapeze artists
on tripwires


and I can write
of the speech of animals
foreign to the human sense of sound
and how only they comprehend,
truly,
what they say
to one another


and I can even write of God and the heavens
the beauty of the skies at dawn and sunset
colors yet undiscovered
painted
for us all,
daily


i can write of it all
a thousand words
describing everything


yet not one word
or poem
can ever compare
to the softness of your gaze
like the canvas of the morning tide
or your silent roar
not unlike that of the mighty lion
or precisely how your spirit connects
to my very own


i can write of it all
mere words
i can write
one million poems


and not one can ever truly describe

you

but i can try


© Susan Marie

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

2014 Buffalo Small Press Book Fair



2013 Buffalo Small Press Book Fair
It's just 20 short days until the Fair! Less than three weeks to go, so it's time to really start promoting the Fair. Remember, there's so much you can do to help out:
  • Promote the Fair via Facebook, Twitter, Instagram to the right using (#bspbf), and other social media outlets! Remember to follow us!
  • Write about the Fair on your website or blog!
  • Write an article about the Fair in a traditional media format!
  • Tell all your friends and family!
  • Share our Kickstarter Campaign HERE to keep the Fair free!

We're looking forward to a huge year, and we want you to do everything you can to spread the word about the event. Use some of our digital banners and web tiles to promote the Fair. GET THE MESSAGE OUT THERE!

The Open Readings schedule for Saturday afternoon will be posted soon, so keep an eye out for that. In the meantime, let us know if you're willing to distribute posters and handbills where you live!


Contact Us Remember, if you have any questions or concerns, or you want to pitch an idea, contact us.  For all information regarding the Buffalo Small Press Book Fair, see the website:  www.buffalosmallpress.org
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