Showing posts with label Michael Grover. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Michael Grover. Show all posts

1/2/23

Happy New Year from Thirteen Myna Birds! Introducing the first new Myna Birds flock of 2023!

Happy New Year 2023 from Thirteen Myna Birds!

Filled with all different shapes, sizes, colors, textures, and strange, unique, individual amalgamations of poetry.

The latest new Myna Birds amalgamation is the first of 2023 and includes poetry by Michael Grover, James Croal Jackson, Mike Hackney, Juliet Cook & Darryl Shupe, Jessica Lindsley Casavant, Ken Poyner, John D. Robinson, and Jon Bennett, all HERE - https://13myna.blogspot.com/

"Poetry I have lived my life - where the highway goes divided - A child's imagination looks like the devil incarnate - The angry buzz - Trembling hands - Sit in the middle of this chaos - The reeds are a forest, though they are but three rows - on half-constructed roads, wet with already-drying rain - wherein she utters strange, guttural incantations, hoping to gut him like all the others - with heads held down in depression - just outside of awareness - where there was recently emptiness, a dread in the air - which holds yet another doomed, idle spawn inside its tangles - In an act of involuntary penance, the new models ooze blood on their way to the slaughterhouse - There’s foil confetti everywhere - Setting the past on fire - the juke box dormant - but a few broken doll parts morph into tiny voodoo dolls and start a spell - A blue basketball rolls briskly in front of my car, and two boys scream - The ghost ship leaves a trail to my door..."

Read it HERE - https://13myna.blogspot.com/


11/9/17

A Powerful New Review of the New "Fuck Cancer Poems" by Michael Grover (thank you to Matthew J Hall)!

"From empathy comes understanding. From understanding comes purpose. Above all else, Fuck Cancer Poems is a book of purpose. Grover is most certainly saying, fuck you, to the cancerous cells he hosts. Moreover, though, his resounding, fuck you!, is aimed at a wider pain; a common pain that the populace plays host to. The pain of loss. The discomfort of playing against the odds. The sorrow of getting older and watching friends die. The frustration of baring witness to money-hungry leaders rising from the ranks of schizophrenic government. These poems are a thoughtful response and a gut-deep reaction. They are the fuck destruction poems. They are fuck apathy poems. Fuck suffering quietly poems. Fuck loneliness poems. Fuck banal poetry poems. These are the resolute, empathetic, defiant, purposeful words of a man who has looked death in the eye; these are, Michael Grover’s, fuck cancer poems."

from a powerful new review by Matthew J. Hall of the Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "Fuck Cancer Poems" by Michael Grover.

read the entire review HERE - http://www.screamingwithbrevity.com/review-fuck-cancer-poems-michael-grover/

purchase your own copy of "Fuck Cancer Poems" from the Blood Pudding Press shop HERE - https://www.etsy.com/shop/BloodPuddingPress

11/6/17

Get TWO 2017 Chapbooks for a lowered price - Cutting Eyes From Ghosts by Ariana. D. Den Bleyker, Thirsty Bones by Sarah. Lilius, Fuck Cancer Poems by Michael Grover

A new listing has been added to the Blood Pudding Press etsy shop, where you can get TWO 2017 chapbooks for a lowered price!
Choose two chapbooks from the three Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbooks published so far this year, for only $10 (plus shipping) - "Cutting Eyes From Ghosts" by Ariana D. Den Bleyker, "Thirsty Bones" by Sarah Lilius, and "Fuck Cancer Poems" by Michael Grover.

11/1/17

Another New "Fuck Cancer Poems" has found a new home...on Halloween!

Tzynya L. Pinchback received her copy of "Fuck Cancer Poems" by Michael Grover on Halloween.  Bwahahahaha!

You can acquire your very own copy from the Blood Pudding Press shop here - https://www.etsy.com/shop/BloodPuddingPress



























"Thrilled this chap from Blood Pudding Press arrived just before bed on Halloween. I sat up reading it well into the night. Today, I will uncoil and read it again. Thanks to Juliet Cook for the kind note and to her press for publishing Michael Grover's work."

Tzynya L. Pinchback

10/25/17

Another New "Fuck Cancer Poems" has found a home!

Dan Denton received his copy of the new "Fuck Cancer Poems" poetry chapbook by Michael Grover (Blood Pudding Press, 2017)!
"Michael Grover has been a friend, a brother, and a poetry teacher/mentor to me for the past couple of years. I’ve watched cancer pretty much kick his ass a few times. I’ve seen him at some pretty low spots in his fight with the big ‘C.’
I’ve also had the pleasure of watching Mike throw a few punches of his own in that battle. Today I got this in the mail. I couldn’t be more proud of him for writing this, and grateful that Blood Pudding Press published it.
You can order your own copy here: https://www.etsy.com/shop/BloodPuddingPress
Thanks Mike. Fuck Cancer!
*footnote* my buddy Craig Firsdon designed the cover"

10/11/17

Author and Artist photos of "Fuck Cancer Poems" (Blood Pudding Press 2017)

Poet Michael Grover's photo of his copies of his new "Fuck Cancer Poems" poetry chapbook, published by Blood Pudding Press - and Craig Firsdon's photo of his copy of "Fuck Cancer Poems", for which he created the cover art.

Craig Firsdon's photo also includes another recent 2017 Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "Thirsty Bones" by Sarah Lilius.

Get your own copies of these chapbooks (and/or other chapbooks) in the Blood Pudding Press etsy shop HERE - https://www.etsy.com/shop/BloodPuddingPress




9/29/17

The New September Flock of Thirteen Myna Birds has Arrived!

The NEW September flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is HERE: https://13myna.blogspot.com/

It starts with three sampler poems from the new Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "Fuck Cancer Poems" by Michael Grover.

It includes new poetry by Heikki Huotari, Daniel G. Snethen, M.Stone, Steve Sibra, Eileen Murphy, Dan Flore III, and Leona Vander Molen.

"Watching myself die - Mauve spidery velvet - Rotting wild cherries dropped like marbles in the soil - tangled up in our own seaweed - Pain has worked grooves into your face like bone - Everyone has their own sickness to feed - the stag’s spirit easily hopped into Father’s open mouth - panic for A sting never intended - Whenever I am in a plastic bag you can't decide - I drown in the tub while You go back to bed - The moon is melted, all but shelled - in one of those collages they put together for viewings and funerals"

3/8/17

The New March Flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is here!

The new March flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is here! - http://13myna.blogspot.com/ Poetry by Ariana D. Den Bleyker - Eileen Murphy - Jessica McKenna - John Burroughs - Robert Ford - Michael Grover.
"Pins impale thumbs - one of his hands attached - To one of his ankles by thread - flesh resting on disintegrating bones - We are in a transition period - The body reaching the point of rot - We live to consume until we are consumed - a lollipop wrapped in plastic - Her breasts, filigreed with silver stretch marks - Titular typecast orange tapioca - The cracked plate remains - car-crashes in the bathroom, unhelpful dreams - someday I'd figure out - That reality is just too sad"