Monday, November 29, 2010

Detours Book Submission Call

Detours: Images from Windsor, Essex County, and Pelee Island
To be published in fall 2012 by Palimpsest Press

Image Submission Call
We are looking for artistic photography that represents this area. Some suggestions might be interesting characters, vistas, architecture, old barns or churches, fence rows, railway yards, factories, fruit stands, festivals, or marinas. We are not looking for postcard pictures of flowers.

Step #1—Query by email first with a few low-res jpeg files (.72 or 150 dpi).

Step #2—If you get the go ahead then please mail us a disk. The disk should have a maximum of 12 tiff images, and they are to be high-res at 300 dpi.

Text Submission Call
We are looking for poetry or prose-poems that relate to this area and convey a distinctive voice. We are not looking for rhyming, clich├ęd, sentimental or distinct religious writing.

Step #1—Query by email first with 2 -3 pages of text pasted into the body of the email. No attachments please.

Step #2—If you get the go ahead then please mail us a hard copy of your work (12 pages maximum). If we want to use a poem, we will ask for a digital version for typesetting.

Submissions accepted from September 1, 2010 until January 31, 2011. Submission Email: detoursphotobook@gmail.com

Contributors will be paid with copies of the book.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Poems and Drawings of Elizabeth Siddal

I recently bought Poems and Drawings of Elizabeth Siddal, published by Wombat Press in 1978. I'm so impressed with this slim hardcover book. There isn't much out there that collects Siddal's poetry and art together, much less in such a beautiful edition.


Title page with self-portrait.


A scan of a hand-written letter from Georgiana Burne-Jones.


Lady Clare in watercolour. From a private collection.

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Renovation Complete (mostly)

 For those who ask for a definition.

  
I like silver dogs who don't bark.

  
My large work table with modified letterpress drawers as legs.

                                              My ceiling!

Old window frame with vintage letterpress blocks inside.

Tuesday, November 16, 2010

A Poem From My Chapbook FRAMED

Housebroken
The Pet, Walter Deverall, 1852. Oil on canvas.

She stands in a doorway, on the threshold
between home and garden, peers inside
a bird cage. Yet another type of enclosure.
It is no wonder they love their captor—
well fed and doted upon, the canary is full of melody,
the dog lazily snuffles at your feet. No cares gnawing
at the bone. All kindness and kisses.
So you think.
___________Protection has its costs.
Birds flounder in sorrow. Wings clipped,
they feel for the hand reaching in as one feels toward
a punishing god. Yes, they are pampered, given teeny
treats, fed daily morsels until docile and blithely paunch.
The dog, taught to beg for affection, must always
be pleasing. If it disobeys, the hand that now lovingly
strokes the ear’s soft cushion of fur, will strike
quick as lightening. Pain pulsing
through its skull, the high pitched yelps, its nose
rubbed into the mess it made.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Halloween 2010

My daughter dressed up as our dog, Keiko, for Halloween. And Keiko dressed up as a hot dog, in case any of us got hungry and needed a snack.