Brandon Barrows

Robin Wyatt Dunn

Fred Schiller

Carolyn Agee

Russ BickerStaff

Eric Hawthorn

Jose Cardoso

Winning! A Guide To Games That Never Were

Robin Wyatt Dunn, always the poet of beauty and imagination, offers us a work of splendid topography. A dream, as poetry often simulates, is present within this work. Dunn travels the language of the Earth, its peopled history, to remind us (if we read carefully) that art and life are equal synonyms. The special thing about this collection is it is not only astonishing, it is bare and melancholy. They say sad songs achieve the best effects. This vivid verse compilation is sad, drifting, and mournful at once. The poet's exile is the chief image of the collection-as Christ Himself said, "A prophet is not without honor, except in his own country." A poet is home in his work. Here, Dunn both enumerates and interrogates the hidden dream we are too distracted to encompass; as simple souls in the brush, we do not wish to disturb the Universe. Yet Dunn did this for us. - Dustin Pickering, founder of Transcendent Zero Press - - And so with darkness, I read Dunn's manuscript contemplating my aches dangling free, albeit grisly and vanishing, "I'm leaving Los Angeles...the decision to love is like an old whisker...with my knife to your back...wracked runt and wired to the max." It is rather sardonically discerning to have these lines put into mind of that vexatious, dreamy, pulsating rhythm, the one which we all at some point or another, struggle to disembark from our conscious of atrophy and decay. Yet, somehow, no matter how vast its burgeoning rust and bankruptcy have eroded our remaining faith and goodness, we still carry on in this archival system of scatological shuffle into something far more dwelt in lies and privation, for we are but beings huddling together to pride ourselves the courage in the dark: I am a writer, but you write me. - Lana Bella, author of Adagio, Finishing Line Press, 2016

What Black Delirious Daylight Sets You Forward in the Boat

This Isn't One of the Stories I Remember

Long ago lived Ing, who gave us Inglish. Eighty generations later, Ing's descendant Hrothbert fights down beneath the surface of another Earth, hunting the Wight, a supernatural being who holds the secret of his people, the Ingaevones. But when Hrothbert encounters the Hrudu Man, a nearly-immortal giant metal rabbit, and Isolde, a beautiful subterranean revolutionary, Hrothbert's quest grows stranger, and far deadlier. To regain his honor and his reason, Hrothbert must recover the lost dreaming of the Rat City of Roth, re-fight War War One with fusion weapons in a parallel New York City, and find out just what it means to rearrive at Howth Castle and Environs in the belly of a ravaged Manhattan ...

Fighting Down Into the Kingdom of Dreams

Kex is the administrator of the Eidon Academy, a college with an interdimensional porthole on campus, and the intellectual center of a recently seceded Southern California. Roberto and his wife Sasha are busy acting out a bad campus novel, with infidelities and academic intrigues, when the known universe undergoes some fundamental changes. Kex is more than a human being, it appears, but also an avatar around whom mandala-like emanations revolve, frequencies whose meaning Roberto must discern if he is to legitimize his new Department of Cartography . . .

A Map of Kex's Face

"A terse, taut read sometimes miserably bleak splintered with moments of dark humour and heightened poetics." -- Saira Viola, author of Jukebox Love and war in the Middle East: Robert is a disillusioned reporter; Rachel an agent for Mossad. Modeled on the Song of Solomon, Black Dove explores the intricate interconnectedness between love and war, violence and friendship, and the complicated relationship between the United States and Israel. When Robert moves to Jerusalem to chase his beloved, he finds that changing addressees changes something within him, and he abandons the role of disinterested observer to aid in the transformation of the Middle East, and the United States. But what he discovers is that Mossad is actually working against a Jewish-only state, and that to aid the Palestinian people they must subvert parts of their own government. Black Dove reveals how the Middle East is a crucible for change around the world, and in the human heart.

Black Dove

"Robin Wyatt Dunn's poetry holds one important characteristic I look for in a poem - the intuitive mind, especially as fulcrum for leaps of insight. Whether read as one long poem or as self-sufficient, independent poems (as the poet intuits in #11 - "these poems"), this book showcases craftsmanship that argues very well for the proposition that poetry is most of the time more about how it, rather than what, is said. That the rhythm is in many ways the poetry, the rhythm that echoes complex emotions. In his poetry, imagery is rhythmic and synesthetic. Images, as visual constructs, have echoic registers as complex sound patterns. This book is a must-have for seasoned readers of poetry, as well as enthusiasts in the apprenticeship stage - as his poetry embodies one facet of literary excellence: the best poems teach how to write poetry, and write it well." - Jonel Abellanosa, author of "Multiverse" (Clare Songbirds Publishing House) and "Pan's Saxophone" (Weasel Press).

Some Dredged Deep

FROM THE BACK COVER: Tell me when and I'll come, should 1968 come again in your heart... But these days most kids and adults think 1968 is an ice-cream flavor or something. These poems are set in the future, or perhaps an alternate past, as dispatches from a populist war. As much as I long for revolution, unlike Lenin I don't want to turn off the Beethoven so the killing can start. So, turn on the Beethoven, or the Rammstein, and come with me to the front, where we're killing the rich. All of the rich...

Poems from the War

Robert, a 30-something independent filmmaker in Los Angeles, is hearing voices in his head. Alice Hershlug, a Jewish movie star who recently won the Academy Award, is slowly torturing him via The Grapevine, a kind of mental telephone. Hoovey Weinerschniztel, a movie producer in New York City, is in love with his plastic telephone and blase about his recent rape and imprisonment in his office closet of one of his former employees. The novel appears to be an Anti-Semitic rant, written by a lonely Jew who has apparently been accused of being a child molester. It cuts rapidly back and forth between the narrator's vitriolic prose poems which accuse American Jews and other plutocrats of ruining the country, the trials and tribulations of Robert as he navigates Hollywood and the mental health system, and the machinations of several Hollywood insiders as they stab each other in the back to rise to the top. The island of Manhattan turns into a sailing ship and blasts through the strait of Gibraltar on the way to visit Jerusalem, a psychiatric treatment facility gets possessed by some kind of evil demon named Cheeto, and Hoovey Weinerschnitzel abandons his religion to found an evil cult. Part political diatribe, part philosophical essay, part picaresque, the novel explores the implications of the new post-2008 U.S. economy on the human psyche, relations between Jew and Gentile, between American and Israeli Jews, between thought and reality, and tries to figure out where the hell America can go next.

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