One of the more satisfying aspects of poetry is how an apt poet can present the most mundane—or horrifying—observation and use it to lead the reader into an unexpected, and sometimes poignantly dissolute, interior space. Our August Poem of the Month is one such piece: Devour, by Jan Karlsson.
July is a good time for some fireworks—emotional fireworks, included. A bright beautiful flash, you catch your breath, and it’s gone. This month we present a crisp little poem concerned with love and the unbidden spark of self-awareness: Endless Love by Sabahudin Hadžialić. Check it out.
What better way to hail the start of our summer season than with a poem commemorating the gift of fire to humankind—such a boon, but at such a cost. So for our June 2016 Poem of the Month, we give you Fire Thief by Gregg Dotoli, a poem tasty in its succinctness, and satisfyingly forthright in its meaning. Just the way we like ’em.
A month of celebrations and observances, May is. May Day, May the Fourth (be with you), Cinco de Mayo, Mother’s Day, My Brother’s Birthday, Memorial Day–just to name a few. Who knew there were so many? Speaking of observances, our May 2016 Poem of the Month is a succinct work of sharp observations, artfully told: Tequila by Michael Lee Johnson.
April is the cruelest month (ta, Eliot), perhaps that’s why we start it off with a Fool’s Day. Rather than posting a poem for a laugh, we’ve chosen a piece that, though a bit light-hearted, is a serious treatment of a poet’s way with words. It’s delightful and true and expertly rendered. For your amusement and enlightenment, please enjoy our 2016 April Poem of the Month, Junkyard Wizard by Lenny DellaRocca.
This month we present you with a poignant find, Oratorio by Bobbi Sinha-Morey. The poem flows gracefully, naturally, from memory to memory, sweeping the reader up in its eloquence and imagery; it is at once both personal and universal in it’s portrayal of loss and recovery. A treasure, indeed.
Welcome, lovebirds, to Subsync’s poem of the Month for February 2016: Be Natural Easy, and Relaxed II, by Joan Payne Kincaid. The title is wonderful advice, in and of itself, and the poem flows like a much needed tonic: in turns poignant, sultry, and familiar. Lose yourself in it; you’ll be glad you did.
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Both The Laughing Dog and Veil: Journal of Darker Musings are now open to submissions. If you’ve already subbed to us, your poems have been sitting in the Not-Yet pile until we opened. Now we’ll get to them. Don’t be so impatient.
***Also, please note that the 2016 issue of The Laughing Dog will be its final issue. It’s been a good run, but we’re done. More to come.***