Wombwell Rainbow Ongoing Book Interviews: “Love Like A Conflagration” by Jane Greer. Question 3.

love like a conflagration by jane greer

-Jane Greer

published and edited Plains Poetry Journal in the 80s and 90s. Harry Duncan’s Cummington Press published her first poetry collection, Bathsheba on the Third Day, in 1986. Lambing Press published her second collection, Love like a Conflagration, in 2020 and will publish her third in 2022. Greer lives in North Dakota. 

Lambing Press:

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The Interview:

Q: 3: How does your religion inspire your poetry?

My Catholic faith encompasses everything I believe about reality. My perception is Catholic (at least I try to keep it Catholic) as I consider God, nature, humans, sin, suffering, redemption, sacrament, time, death, and love. My poetry comes from my perception of reality; that perception is drawn from my faith. And I think this must be true for every artist. 

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Wombwell Ongoing Book Interviews: “The Green Man” by Dr. David Russell Mosley. Question 3:

the green man by David Russell Mosley

-Dr. David Russell Mosley

is a poet and theologian living in Washington state. When he’s not teaching or writing, David enjoys getting lost in the woods, drinking a nice scotch, and smoking a pipe. His debut book of poetry, The Green Man, is out now with Resource Publications.

Q: 3. How important is religion in your poetry?

Religion is essential in my poetry. This may seem obvious given I have a sequence of poems about the days of creation and several others on the saints, but it’s more than that. All of my poems flow out of my understanding of reality, which is informed by my Catholic faith. This isn’t to say that one must be religious in general or Catholic in particular to enjoy my poems. By no means. But, it is the framework out of which I do everything I do, not least the writing of poetry. My faith tells me, as Hopkins once wrote, that “The world is charged with the grandeur of God.” If this is the case, then every nook and cranny of creation shimmers with the divine. This is something I try to bring out in my poetry.

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Links:

Publisher: https://wipfandstock.com/9781666703672/the-green-man/

Amazon US: https://www.amazon.com/Green-Man-David-Russell-Mosley/dp/1666703672/ref=sr_1_1?keywords=9781666703672&qid=1636732209&qsid=145-6241124-6410460&sr=8-1&sres=1666703672&srpt=ABIS_BOOK

Amazon UK: https://www.amazon.co.uk/Green-Man-David-Russell-Mosley/dp/1666703672/ref=tmm_pap_swatch_0?_encoding=UTF8&qid=1636732240&sr=8-1

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Reviews for Winter 2021

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POETRY

Sean Hewitt: Tongues of FireFleur Adcock:The Mermaid’s PurseStephanie Norgate: The ConversationParwanna Fayyaz: 40 NamesGregory Woods: Records of an Incitement to SilenceCarola Luther : On the Way to Jerusalem FarmAnna Saunders: FeverfewRichard SkinnerInvisible Sun  • Lynne Wycherley:Brooksong & Shadows  Maggie Butt: everlovePolina Cosgrave: My Name is John Short: Those Ghosts 

CHAPBOOKS

Neil Elder: Like This  • Colin Pink: Wreck of the Jeanne GougyMandy Pannett: The Daedalus Files Robin Thomas: Cafferty’s Truck

ANTHOLOGY

When the Virus Came Calling: Covid-19 Strikes America edited by Thelma T. Reyna

MEMOIR

Michael McCarthy: Like A Tree Cut Back

FICTION

Walter Owen: The Cross of Carl

TRANSLATION

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The High Window, Winter 2021: Final Instalment

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Here is the finalinstalment of the Winter 2021 issue of The High Window. The following new material can be accessed via the top menu:

1. A selection of homegrown and international Poetry from 37 poets.
2. Poetry by Tess Taylor, the Featured American Poet.
3. A Translation Supplement edited by Tim Ades and devoted to French poetry
4. An Essay by Omar Sabbagh on Sudeep Sen’s Anthropocene, including a selection of xxSudeep’s poetry.
5. A comprehensive Reviews section.
6. A valedictory feature from Stella Wulf, who has been The High Window’s Resident Artist in 2021.

There is also a radio broadcast in the Editor’s Spot featuring poetry from Sicilian Elephants, his latest collection from Two Rivers Press.

Enjoy!

David

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Wombwell Rainbow Ongoing Book Interview: “Spoil” by Morag Smith. Question 3.

this  is the link

https://www.brokensleepbooks.com/product-page/morag-smith-spoil?fbclid=IwAR0aMNZOoIKgql0pIKtSrsE1Y50rfuERQ7IT1s_HsEeMXtikCapNBzv5ero

-Morag Smith

is a Cornish poet, painter, writer, and performer. She graduated in 2020 with a first in Creative Writing from Falmouth University, winning a prize for her dissertation. In 2018 she won the Cornwall Contemporary Poetry Festival, Shorelines competition. Her pamphlet, Spoil, was published by Broken Sleep Books in October 2021. Her poetry is published in various literary journals including International Times, as well as the eco-anthology, Warming! As a New Traveller she brought her children up close to nature, in trucks, caravans, and houses. She writes about her experiences, about our ravaged landscape, and bears witness to the poverty of British people. At the moment she is publishing a book of poetry about plastic pollution in our oceans, a collaboration with artist Jasmine Davies, and the Clean Ocean Sailing charity.

The Interview

Q.3: Why is history/herstory important in your poetry

Whatever a poem articulates has its own history/herstory, the reader, in turn, brings to the reading their own experiences. Every event is viewed through the lens of our conditioning. Till we can understand it it colours everything. Poetry unpicks and interprets, helps us look at the past more realistically, more honestly, momentarily putting us inside the story.

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French Poetry 3

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The editor is grateful to Timothy Adès and all the translators who have worked with him for the commitment they have shown in producing the splendid array of work contained in the translation feature. [Ed]

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Editing this Supplement has been an absolute delight. Free of the economic constraints of print, so odious to editors and even more to contributors, I have been able to accept everything and exclude nothing. And with little prompting, I’ve been regaled, deluged with exciting material.

This Supplement is arranged in two parts: before and after 1900. First, something from the remote past of Arabia: English verse from French prose. Then to the nineteenth century, which still dominates our reception of French poetry, with so many great poets – among them Hugo, who in his time outweighed them all. And he noticed children: not many great poets do. Rilke leads us into the…

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#NaNoWriMo Day Thirty of a new challenge I have called #AFirstDraft to write a haibun/haiku or other poetic form novel or prose novel over the month. Please join Gayle J. Greenlea, Anjum Wasim Dar and myself in writing first draft of a novel over the next Thirty Days. I will feature your first, or how many more drafts of your novel day by day until the end of November.

shatp blue lotusTrigger Warning PEOPLE OF A SENSITIVE NATURE ARE ADVISED THAT THE FOLLOWING EXTRACTS EXPLORE FAMILY DYSFUNCTION AND ABUSE ISSUES Zero Gravity Gayle J. Greenlea Excerpt for 30 November, 2021 <chapter> Two continued   Hilary flushed with mortification and anger. “I said, stop. Why do we do this to each other? To ourselves, for that matter. Do you ever stop to ask yourself that question?” “Oh, the big ‘S’ word. Been doing a bit of therapy, again, sis? Because we could never get our dad’s approval, we’re continually screwing ourselves and all our relationships. Self-sabotage and all that. Yeah, I’m familiar with the terminology.” “Well, we both seem to be making a bloody mess of our lives. What happens now, do you think? Ryan and I go on as before? Or maybe you and Ryan live happily ever after? I don’t think so. Chalk up one more spectacular failure for the Grace sisters. God, we should be terrorists – we’re so good at blowing everything to bloody hell.” Siobhan crossed her arms over her chest and visibly wilted over the fresh drink the pierced and spiky-haired waitress set in front of her. The young woman turned on her heel and hurried to the next table where she made a pretence of sweeping away non-existent crumbs, realising she’d tread on something intensely private. Siobhan sat for a moment, holding herself; then meeting Hilary’s gaze, liquid blue to stormy grey, whispered so softly that Hilary had to strain to hear, “Do you think it would be different if she were still here?” “Yes,” she said grimly. “Everything would be different.” -Gayle J. Greenlea YOU’RE THE DEAD TO ME Fourth week -A Waning – Day Dead Leaf has turned blue. I may never drink tea again. Leaves are my madness. -Paul Brookes Bios And Links -Gayle J. Greenlea is an American-Australian poet and counselor for survivors of sexual and gender-related violence. Her poem, Wonderland”, received the Australian Poetry Prod Award in 2011. She shortlisted and longlisted for the Fish Poetry Prize in 2013, and debuted her first novel, Zero Gravity, at the KGB Literary Bar in Manhattan in 2016. Her work has been published in St. Julian Press, Rebelle Society, A Time to Speak, Headline Poetry and Press, The Wombwell Rainbow, Fevers of the Mind, Kalonopia and The Australian Health Review.

#NaNoWriMo Day Twenty-Nine of a new challenge I have called #AFirstDraft to write a haibun/haiku or other poetic form novel or prose novel over the month. Please join Gayle J. Greenlea, Anjum Wasim Dar and myself in writing first draft of a novel over the next Thirty Days. I will feature your first, or how many more drafts of your novel day by day until the end of November.

shatp blue lotusTrigger Warning PEOPLE OF A SENSITIVE NATURE ARE ADVISED THAT THE FOLLOWING EXTRACTS EXPLORE FAMILY DYSFUNCTION AND ABUSE ISSUES Zero Gravity Gayle J. Greenlea Excerpt for 29 November, 2021 <chapter> Two continued “You’re so predictable, Siobhan, calling yourself an artist. Art’s supposed to imitate life though, not the other way around. You turn your life into a pretzel trying to be me, re-inventing your life into mine. Now you’ve slept with Ryan. “If I remember correctly, you were there, too. It’s not like I did anything behind your back.” “Oh, didn’t you? You and Ryan orchestrated this. You had it all planned; all you needed me to do was show up. You were already taking off your clothes before anyone could say ‘threesome.’” “I didn’t hear any objections. Far from it. Let’s see, would ‘gasping, sweaty, moaning’ be accurate descriptions by your journalistic standards?” “I’d say virtually conscious was more like it. We’d all had too much to drink – never the best vantage point for choosing sexual liaisons.” The waitress, replete with ear, nose and belly piercings and spiky blue hair, picked this inopportune moment to deliver the margarita. Siobhan ordered another gin and tonic. “You always make excuses. Everything is always somebody else’s fault.” “I could say the same for you.” Hilary released the death-like grip on her margarita glass. Okay, let’s stop. This isn’t why I came.” “Oh, you came all right.” -Gayle J. Greenlea YOU’RE THE DEAD TO ME Fourth week -A Waning – Day I know who you are. I know where you live, your home. Get out of my head -Paul Brookes Bios And Links -Gayle J. Greenlea is an American-Australian poet and counselor for survivors of sexual and gender-related violence. Her poem, Wonderland”, received the Australian Poetry Prod Award in 2011. She shortlisted and longlisted for the Fish Poetry Prize in 2013, and debuted her first novel, Zero Gravity, at the KGB Literary Bar in Manhattan in 2016. Her work has been published in St. Julian Press, Rebelle Society, A Time to Speak, Headline Poetry and Press, The Wombwell Rainbow, Fevers of the Mind, Kalonopia and The Australian Health Review.

#NaNoWriMo Day Twenty-Eight of a new challenge I have called #AFirstDraft to write a haibun/haiku or other poetic form novel or prose novel over the month. Please join Gayle J. Greenlea, Anjum Wasim Dar and myself in writing first draft of a novel over the next Thirty Days. I will feature your first, or how many more drafts of your novel day by day until the end of November.

blue lotus obscureTrigger Warning PEOPLE OF A SENSITIVE NATURE ARE ADVISED THAT THE FOLLOWING EXTRACTS EXPLORE FAMILY DYSFUNCTION AND ABUSE ISSUES Zero Gravity Excerpt for 28 November, 2021 <chapter> Two continued “You forgive me?” Siobhan looked up from sucking her straw, carelessly sweeping a panel of hair the colour of leatherwood honey out of her face with one hand. “You think you deserve to be forgiven?” “Probably not,” Siobhan sighed. Hilary was deriving too much enjoyment form watching her sister squirm to examine too closely her own complicity in last night’s events. Besides, she was angry, not the least with herself; and not unlike last night, was willing to take her pleasure where she could get it. And at the moment, she was getting it from watching Siobhan grovel. “You always want what’s mine, Siobhan. You’re so smart and so talented, but for some reason you want to be me. You don’t even seem to care that you’re settling for my leftovers.” Now it was Siobhan’s turn to be angry. “Your leftovers, is it? Ryan didn’t seem to need any warming up. Took one look at me and he was hot for it. Does he generally get that turned on with you, Hilary?” Without missing a beat, Hilary reached across the table and slapped Siobhan across the cheek. Mostly it was hurt, because she had noticed that Ryan needed very little warming up. In fact, it had hurt deeply that he seemed so attracted to her sister. She wanted to wound back. -Gayle J. Greenlea YOU’RE THE DEAD TO ME Fourth week -A Waning – Day Seven I’m a glassmaker. I’m a nailmaker, pitman. I’m our history. -Paul Brookes Bios And Links -Gayle J. Greenlea is an American-Australian poet and counselor for survivors of sexual and gender-related violence. Her poem, Wonderland”, received the Australian Poetry Prod Award in 2011. She shortlisted and longlisted for the Fish Poetry Prize in 2013, and debuted her first novel, Zero Gravity, at the KGB Literary Bar in Manhattan in 2016. Her work has been published in St. Julian Press, Rebelle Society, A Time to Speak, Headline Poetry and Press, The Wombwell Rainbow, Fevers of the Mind, Kalonopia and The Australian Health Review.

#NaNoWriMo Day Twenty-Seven of a new challenge I have called #AFirstDraft to write a haibun/haiku or other poetic form novel or prose novel over the month. Please join Gayle J. Greenlea, Anjum Wasim Dar and myself in writing first draft of a novel over the next Thirty Days. I will feature your first, or how many more drafts of your novel day by day until the end of November.

blue lotus obscureTrigger Warning PEOPLE OF A SENSITIVE NATURE ARE ADVISED THAT THE FOLLOWING EXTRACTS EXPLORE FAMILY DYSFUNCTION AND ABUSE ISSUES Zero Gravity Gayle J. Greenlea Excerpt for 27 November, 2021 <chapter> Two continued   “I wasn’t sure you’d come.” Siobhan sat on a green velvet lounge at Interlude, littered with the fruits of her shopping labours. “I almost didn’t. And not only because Ryan absconded with my car and keys. Thank God there’s decent public transport in this city.” Hilary slid onto the lounge across the coffee table from her sister. Interlude was a charming little retro bar in Newtown, warmed by terracotta sunshine, plush lounges and overstuffed chairs. She waved down the bartender and ordered a margarita with Cointreau and lime. Before the night was out, she might be doing straight tequila shots. “Speak for yourself. You haven’t been lugging all these shopping bags on and off trains all day.” Siobhan was working on a gin and tonic. From the looks of her it was one in a long queue of beverages she’d been progressively consuming since late afternoon. -Gayle J. Greenlea YOU’RE THE DEAD TO ME Fourth week -A Waning – Day Seven I’m statue of Kes. I’m a massive Barnsley Chop. I’m half buried wheel. -Paul Brookes Bios And Links -Gayle J. Greenlea is an American-Australian poet and counselor for survivors of sexual and gender-related violence. Her poem, Wonderland”, received the Australian Poetry Prod Award in 2011. She shortlisted and longlisted for the Fish Poetry Prize in 2013, and debuted her first novel, Zero Gravity, at the KGB Literary Bar in Manhattan in 2016. Her work has been published in St. Julian Press, Rebelle Society, A Time to Speak, Headline Poetry and Press, The Wombwell Rainbow, Fevers of the Mind, Kalonopia and The Australian Health Review.