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New poems in Posit Magazine: “Current, Unique” and “Vectors”

Two new poems have been published in Posit Magazine:
“Current, Unique” and “Vectors” (a series)

Click on the image below to have a look:

POSIT MAGAZINE

I’m in excellent company with the other contributors, so please check out the whole current issue:

Claudia Alvarez
Michael Basinski
Iain Britton
Andrew Cantrell
Charles Dellschau
Elaine Equi
Dennis Etzel Jr.
Howie Good
Nicholas Grider
Crag Hill
Dimitri Kozyrev
Krystal Languell
Joe Milazzo
Julie Peppito
Ken Taylor
Louisa Waber

Many thanks to editor Susan Lewis!


Camille Martin

Premiere issue of Touch the Donkey

          Three poems of mine (“Page Dust for Will”) are in the premiere issue (print!) of Touch the Donkey, published by rob mclennan in Ottawa. I’m in good company with Eric Baus, Hailey Higdon, rob mclennan, Norma Cole, Elizabeth Robinson, Rachel Moritz, Gil McElroy and Pattie McCarthy.
          Click the image below to get to the magazine’s website and . . . well, you know:

TOUCH THE DONKEY


Camille Martin

Of Lazyboys and bagatelles: Sugar Beach – my new chap from Above/Ground Press

FRAGONARD JPG          Sugar Beach is my second chap from rob mclennan’s Above/Ground Press (the first was 2011’s If Leaf, Then Arpeggio). This one’s a two-fer — it contains minimalist poems from my manuscript R Is the Artichoke of Rose as well as material from the cosmic peregrinations of Blueshift Road, a work in progress.
          The title poem, “Sugar Beach,” gets its name from a white sand beach on Lake Ontario a couple of blocks from my home, with a view of the Redpath sugar plant; the cover’s Fragonard painting, “The Swing,” is a link in the poem’s chain of thoughts, along with a Smith & Wesson, a trapeze artist, and a black pigeon.
          Click on the images or here to order a copy from Above/Ground Press. Reviews of the chap are welcome.
          Below is a sample poem from the collection, “Endless Regression of Heavens,” first published by Similar Peaks magazine:

QUOTATION MARKS 7

Endless Regression of Heavens

Glaciers dribble foreign rocks
as dawn releases chicory blue.
Its fickle hues waltz round equator,
spool, top, dizzy moon, gainly

as the patter of millipedes ruffling
toward a country with no flag
but fields of chicory blue. Horizon,
chromatic with moments. What

of the next and the next, plunging
into myth evolving in the deeps?
Haunting the deeps while manning
the crow’s nest? With each finite

duration we arrive closer by half
to a famished constellation,
blinking beast perpetually devouring
a platter of chicory blue.

SUGAR BEACH 4


Camille Martin