Volume 1 of the Dog On A Chain Press Lantern Lit series, including prominent voices of modern day contemporary poets emerging and existing amongst the extensive underground, poetry for the small wars of the subtle apocalypse. James H. Duncan, Mat Gould, and John Dorsey are included in this book with works of poem novella, a consistent grip of language and image, place and occurrence, along with resolve, restitution and even a stark slap of revolution...the hammering down of our own massacre, hand over hand, heart against heart, spirits erupted from the volcano itself.
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Volume 1 of the Dog On A Chain Press Lantern Lit series including Poem Novella from modern contemporary poets at the brink of where the underground meets up with the rest of the world.
James H Duncan is the editor of Hobo Camp Review and the author of We Are All Terminal But This Exit Is Mine, What Lies In Wait, The Cards We Keep, Dead City Jazz, and Vacancy, among other books of poetry and fiction. He is a former editor with Writer's Digest, a columnist for Albany Poets, and a reviewer of independent bookshops at www.TheBookshopHunter.com. He currently resides in Upstate New York. For more, visit http://www.jameshduncan.com.
This book is split into 3 chaps: The Darkest Bomb by James H Duncan is a slithering romp from a wits end redeemed by a man that is subordinately aware of his subconscious and the reality of what he is facing with each breath he holds. Sermon From a Thundering Brim by Mat Gould is intently and intensely postured with a manifested recurrence of language that is formidably bred to be “subtly apocalyptic” in the sense that it is “the gospel of which we will always be singing” and regardless of such, there is the inherent presence of life and what must be done to incite it. All this laced with his usual humor, that is if you can laugh at such things. Happy Hour Madrigals by John Dorsey is seemingly a day in a life of any given day on any someday afternoon, if you often find yourself cheering on the upshot, falling in love with the bar tenderess, swinging at shadows, or simply being a beautiful derelict in a softly sunset lit taproom. These poems have stained glass eyes.
I don't make a habit of rating or reviewing my own work, but the other two poets in this collection, John Dorsey and Mat Gould, are excellent. I've been fans of theirs for a long time and their work here doesn't disappoint. It's worth it for their contributions alone, so check it out!