Black Mountain Blog
The Evolution of Enormity, by Savannah Sloane
Posted on October 2, 2019
unfocused black and white checkered floor seen through poor eyesight: spectacles long lost you see her, Mother, cut through sunflower stems with rusty scissors her ocean of hair sways daringly in the manmade breeze of the cheap rotating fan in the bedroom, you apply bark for wallpaper life, for you, a Monet painting peach […]
Read MoreMangos, by Carrie Close
Posted on October 1, 2019
Body limp– blood splattered all over walls tastes like mangos how […]
Read MoreErika Brumett Our First Writer in Residence
Posted on September 28, 2019
Please welcome Erika Brumett, of Seattle, WA, Oct 10th at the open mic at the Flood Gallery, 850 Blue Ridge Rd, Black Mountain, NC. Erika is the first winner of our competitive writer in residence grants at our Swannanoa residency location near Asheville, NC. Erika Brumett’s words appear in numerous publications, including The Los […]
Read MoreThe Skald and the Drukkin Troll, by Paul Brooke
Posted on September 26, 2019
Told using 21 different types of hattatal (Norse verse forms). Hyrniardi –The Troll’s Verse Swollen and locked in this curse, stuck, Swept & cajoled into a troll, Bypassing crass laws, conviction, Consequences never ever felt. Required: reach for drink each day: Rum, gin, Brennivin (with shark) or whiskey. Dry drunk: erase dwarf, replace with […]
Read MoreOvercast, by Stephanie Roberts
Posted on September 24, 2019
you’ve tasted the soup of scorched tomato and broccoli that set your teeth on edge but you’ve not met that loss that permanently skews the jaw grief that plants sunset in the eye forever remember the high-spirited mum with a quick and rainbow smile whose daughter died at nine many decades ago she carries that […]
Read MoreEinige Kreise (Several Circles), by Stephanie Roberts
Posted on September 24, 2019
January – February 1926 I imagine it was cold. The exhibit audio said there was a voice, he got lost in it, switchboard operator, had to find her, have dinner that same night. Several circles may well be a season grounded on nocturnal skyscape, colour scumbled, opaque & transparent, all of life and […]
Read MoreThe Sixty-Four, best poets of 2018
Posted on September 19, 2019
The Sixty-Four Special Congratulations to: *First Place Poet ~ Stephanie Roberts* Stephanie Roberts is our first place poet. In 2018, she had work featured or forthcoming in over four dozen periodicals and anthologies. A 2018 Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net nominee, she was born in Central America, grew up in Brooklyn, NY, […]
Read MoreMan. Horse. Tree., by Stuart Gunter
Posted on September 18, 2019
The guy next to me at the meeting is drawing as he takes notes. Simple, black figures: a man, a horse, a tree. I imagine preparations for a hanging. Or the beginnings of a campaign to hunt down an unseen enemy. He is here. He is early. Have I been here, too? Or is […]
Read MoreSon of a Bitch, by Stuart Gunter
Posted on September 18, 2019
For Mark Goldstein Nazareth’s Hair of the Dog plays on an endless loop in my tinnitus-wild ears these days. A reflection of how I currently see myself. It’s not a question of metaphysics, or where I land on the time-space continuum (or is it?) but a darker reckoning, blooming from a conversation about a […]
Read MoreA Time To Rebuild, by Ikeogu Oke
Posted on September 17, 2019
The brisk clock of a nation tolls, Ringing in a time to rebuild; It rouses its people with its sound that rolls; and bids them, “Arise?” for it’s sure they would. “Arise, Nigerians, arise from your slumber! Learn to build on the strength of your number! Your vast land ever burgeoning with life! Arise […]
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