My poem Pearl can be read in the latest issue of The Magnitizdat Literary.
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As the sun beat my flesh, I could hear a great crack echoing over the seas. Like a chunk breaking off of an iceberg, England left Europe to melt in the waves, and where will the hungry bears live? They swim and their fur clings down wetly to underfed bones like moss growing on brittle twigs. My poem, The Ending of the Advent , appears in the February issue of The Lake. It's a poem of a very specific period of time: December 2016, while I was reeling from the events of that year and looking forward to the inevitable horrors of 2017. I will have more sociopolitical poems than this one in print before the end of the year.
On Modern Poetry
Poetry, in this modern world, must strengthen. If you are a poet who is worth anything, you are now writing poetry against the terrifying direction this world is taking. Remember that this means nothing if you are still writing to an audience of other poets who occasionally scan a magazine or press to see if it's for them. Poetry MUST have an impact. This entire style of art has been largely overrun by Dunning-Kreuger effect and the worst of what free-verse could mean. This cannot just be confessions with obtuse imagery, no notable rhythm, and line breaks. Poetry should be for allowing non-poets to describe what they couldn't before.
Synaeresis
My poems "Owl" and "Lunatic Mood" can be found in Issue One of Harmonia Press's new literary magazine, Synaeresis. (Where I said in my bio that I was published in "The Lovecraft Ezine", which is the title of an ezine of Lovecraftian horror, they thought I was being redundant about an ezine just called "The Lovecraft". I think they thought it was a whole different type of publication. I am sort of standing with one foot in Literature and the other foot in soft, comfortable Horror.)