Julia Cohen reviews Zachary Schomburg's Abraham Lincoln's Death Scene:
ALDS review
1.28.2007
1.26.2007
If you haven't yet gotten your hands on a copy of our newest chapbook, Zachary Schomburg's Abraham Lincoln's Death Scene, we've only got a half-handful left; do it now.
And while you're at it, please note that an earlier version of Abraham Lincoln's Death Scene first appeared in LIT. We love LIT, and acknowledgements, and we're sorry that this one was accidentally left out of the final chapbook copy.
And while you're at it, please note that an earlier version of Abraham Lincoln's Death Scene first appeared in LIT. We love LIT, and acknowledgements, and we're sorry that this one was accidentally left out of the final chapbook copy.
1.21.2007
42-Loudon by Frischkorn
Radish King, by Rebecca Loudon
‘Poems that burn.’ These poems ignite and sear with white heat. Like a fever to read them is to feel flushed, disoriented and ritually cleansed. ‘…bats flap in my cherry tree, little broken umbrellas…..My hands reek of gasoline, …smell leaking into albumen…’
-Suzanne Frischkorn
Info on Radish King here
Suzanne Frischkorn blogs here
‘Poems that burn.’ These poems ignite and sear with white heat. Like a fever to read them is to feel flushed, disoriented and ritually cleansed. ‘…bats flap in my cherry tree, little broken umbrellas…..My hands reek of gasoline, …smell leaking into albumen…’
-Suzanne Frischkorn
Info on Radish King here
Suzanne Frischkorn blogs here
1.16.2007
Abraham Lincoln's Death Scene
by Zachary Schomburg
Zachary Schomburg’s first full-length book of poems, The Man Suit, will be published in early 2007 by Black Ocean Press and he has poems from a new manuscript in, or forthcoming in, Pilot, Absent, Same Storm, the Hat, Forklift Ohio, and Denver Quarterly. He lives in Lincoln, NE, with A, M, S and G where he is a co-editor of Octopus Magazine and Octopus Books, a co-curator of the Clean Part Reading Series, and a PhD student. Abraham Lincoln’s Death Scene will be included as a section within The Man Suit.
Details here:
http://www.horselesspress.com/abrahamlincoln.html
Buy it here:
http://www.horselesspress.com/chapbooks.html
by Zachary Schomburg
Zachary Schomburg’s first full-length book of poems, The Man Suit, will be published in early 2007 by Black Ocean Press and he has poems from a new manuscript in, or forthcoming in, Pilot, Absent, Same Storm, the Hat, Forklift Ohio, and Denver Quarterly. He lives in Lincoln, NE, with A, M, S and G where he is a co-editor of Octopus Magazine and Octopus Books, a co-curator of the Clean Part Reading Series, and a PhD student. Abraham Lincoln’s Death Scene will be included as a section within The Man Suit.
Details here:
http://www.horselesspress.com/abrahamlincoln.html
Buy it here:
http://www.horselesspress.com/chapbooks.html
1.12.2007
Return of the 42 Review, and other responses
We've said it before, but we really mean it this time, baby. In the coming weeks we hope to revive the 42 review. We'll be migrating it to the blog, but archived 42-word reviews can still be found here: http://www.horselesspress.com/fortytwo.html
We're interested in reviews of any and all kinds of books, but we especially love reviews of poetry. If you want to get involved, email us your 42-word review: jen AT horselesspress DOT com. Included below are a few reviews that have been banging around my inbox for way too long:
***
Winter Prophecies by Ralph Gustafson
Written in spare verse, this work offers surprisingly evocative and fresh meditations on death, hiding the human's place in the world's splendor underneath a surface melancholy – a must read from a deceased Canadian poet who lacks the exposure he rightly deserves.
-Rick Morrow
Wild Ducks Flying Backward by Tom Robbins
"[C]areless fart in a bottle by the stove" punches Satan a new gut – a miscellany of nonsense for bored pragmatists. Wonderful. Exuberant. Forgettable apocrypha, for the phosphate Moonlight Whoopee Cushion Sonata. Skip to Responses, love your delicate mind, and meditate half-crazy smooches.
-Michael Donnelly
Solaris by Stanislaw Lem
An ocean planet, a once-dead romance, textbooks, and nihilism. Quietly intelligent, neurotically detailed, mercilessly mysterious. Science takes a century to tell us how something probably works--no certainty, no reason. Humanity, desperate to understand, to love, to see itself in the unknown.
-Callie Fournier
The Road by Cormac McCarthy
Father and son stagger through charred America, pushing a shopping cart in black snow drifts, drinking ashy river water, scavenging the crumbs of crumbs, cough blood mist on the fruitless ground, fence with the truth of starvation, of cannibals, of futile charity.
-Callie Fournier
***
Also look to this space for longer reviews, responses, discussions soon.
We're interested in reviews of any and all kinds of books, but we especially love reviews of poetry. If you want to get involved, email us your 42-word review: jen AT horselesspress DOT com. Included below are a few reviews that have been banging around my inbox for way too long:
***
Winter Prophecies by Ralph Gustafson
Written in spare verse, this work offers surprisingly evocative and fresh meditations on death, hiding the human's place in the world's splendor underneath a surface melancholy – a must read from a deceased Canadian poet who lacks the exposure he rightly deserves.
-Rick Morrow
Wild Ducks Flying Backward by Tom Robbins
"[C]areless fart in a bottle by the stove" punches Satan a new gut – a miscellany of nonsense for bored pragmatists. Wonderful. Exuberant. Forgettable apocrypha, for the phosphate Moonlight Whoopee Cushion Sonata. Skip to Responses, love your delicate mind, and meditate half-crazy smooches.
-Michael Donnelly
Solaris by Stanislaw Lem
An ocean planet, a once-dead romance, textbooks, and nihilism. Quietly intelligent, neurotically detailed, mercilessly mysterious. Science takes a century to tell us how something probably works--no certainty, no reason. Humanity, desperate to understand, to love, to see itself in the unknown.
-Callie Fournier
The Road by Cormac McCarthy
Father and son stagger through charred America, pushing a shopping cart in black snow drifts, drinking ashy river water, scavenging the crumbs of crumbs, cough blood mist on the fruitless ground, fence with the truth of starvation, of cannibals, of futile charity.
-Callie Fournier
***
Also look to this space for longer reviews, responses, discussions soon.
1.02.2007
AVAILABLE NOW FROM HORSE LESS PRESS:
Wind is Wind and Rain is Rain
by Brynne
Brynne is six. She enjoys playing with her petit fauve brother. She loves toads and trains them to do really cool stuff. She wants to be a gymnast and a veterinarian when she grows up. P.J. Harvey is her favorite singer.
Details here.
Buy it here.
COMING SOON:
Abraham Lincoln's Death Scene
by Zachary Schomburg
Zachary Schomburg’s first full-length book of poems, The Man Suit, will be published in early 2007 by Black Ocean Press and he has poems from a new manuscript in, or forthcoming in, Pilot, Absent, Same Storm, the Hat, Forklift Ohio, and Denver Quarterly. He lives in Lincoln, NE, with A, M, S and G where he is a co-editor of Octopus Magazine and Octopus Books, a co-curator of the Clean Part Reading Series, and a PhD student. Abraham Lincoln’s Death Scene will be included as a section within The Man Suit.
Details here.
Pre-order it here.
Wind is Wind and Rain is Rain
by Brynne
Brynne is six. She enjoys playing with her petit fauve brother. She loves toads and trains them to do really cool stuff. She wants to be a gymnast and a veterinarian when she grows up. P.J. Harvey is her favorite singer.
Details here.
Buy it here.
COMING SOON:
Abraham Lincoln's Death Scene
by Zachary Schomburg
Zachary Schomburg’s first full-length book of poems, The Man Suit, will be published in early 2007 by Black Ocean Press and he has poems from a new manuscript in, or forthcoming in, Pilot, Absent, Same Storm, the Hat, Forklift Ohio, and Denver Quarterly. He lives in Lincoln, NE, with A, M, S and G where he is a co-editor of Octopus Magazine and Octopus Books, a co-curator of the Clean Part Reading Series, and a PhD student. Abraham Lincoln’s Death Scene will be included as a section within The Man Suit.
Details here.
Pre-order it here.
9.27.2006
I'll be reading a little poetry in New Haven Tuesday night. You should come!
October 3rd: Short-Story Writer Paul Beckman and Poet Jen Tynes Read at The Anchor Bar
On Tuesday October 3rd at 7:00 PM, please join the Ordinary Evening Reading Series to welcome fiction writer Paul Beckman and poet Jen Tynes to the Anchor Bar's Mermaid Room.
Paul Beckman is a writer who lives in Madison, CT. His short stories, four of which have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize, have appeared in both print and on-line journals (among them, Playboy, Currents, Connecticut Review, Mad Hatter's Review, and Exquisite Corpse). His first collection, Come! Meet My Family and Other Stories was published in 1995 by Weighted Anchor Press, and a second volume is expected in 2006. Paul's work has been published in New Zealand, translated into German for an anthology entitled Humor by Jewish Writers ("The P Word"), and several of his short stories have been adapted into plays.
Jen Tynes lives in Providence, Rhode Island and edits horse less press. Her poems have appeared in jubilat, Diagram, CutBank, H_NGM_N, Typo, Octopus, Verse, No Tell Motel, The Cultural Society, and other journals. Her first book, The End Of Rude Handles, is available from Red Morning Press.
October 3rd: Short-Story Writer Paul Beckman and Poet Jen Tynes Read at The Anchor Bar
On Tuesday October 3rd at 7:00 PM, please join the Ordinary Evening Reading Series to welcome fiction writer Paul Beckman and poet Jen Tynes to the Anchor Bar's Mermaid Room.
Paul Beckman is a writer who lives in Madison, CT. His short stories, four of which have been nominated for the Pushcart Prize, have appeared in both print and on-line journals (among them, Playboy, Currents, Connecticut Review, Mad Hatter's Review, and Exquisite Corpse). His first collection, Come! Meet My Family and Other Stories was published in 1995 by Weighted Anchor Press, and a second volume is expected in 2006. Paul's work has been published in New Zealand, translated into German for an anthology entitled Humor by Jewish Writers ("The P Word"), and several of his short stories have been adapted into plays.
Jen Tynes lives in Providence, Rhode Island and edits horse less press. Her poems have appeared in jubilat, Diagram, CutBank, H_NGM_N, Typo, Octopus, Verse, No Tell Motel, The Cultural Society, and other journals. Her first book, The End Of Rude Handles, is available from Red Morning Press.
9.02.2006
Myopic Books & horse less press present
An Entirely Horseless Reading!
Please join us at Myopic Books (5 S. Angell St., Wayland Square, 401-521-5533)
Saturday, September 16, 7 pm
for poetry from Matthew Henriksen, Kate Greenstreet, and Adam Clay.
Matthew Henriksen co-edits Typo and Cannibal and curates The Burning Chair Readings in Brooklyn and New York City. His poems have appeared recently in Fascicle, Coconut and Indiana Review; others will soon appear in Lit, Wildlife Poetry Magazine, Action, Yes!, and The Agricultural Review. horse less press has published his first chapbook, Is Holy.
Kate Greenstreet was born in Chicago and has lived mostly on the east and west coasts of the U.S., currently back on the Atlantic side, in New Jersey. She received a Fellowship from the NJ State Council on the Arts in 2003. Her poems have appeared in Bird Dog, Conduit, can we have our ball back?, GutCult, Diagram, Octopus, POOL, The Massachusetts Review, No Tell Motel, Fascicle, Barrow Street, Word For/Word, the tiny, Free Verse, MiPOesias, LIT, CutBank, Kulture Vulture, TYPO, 26, KELR, XANTIPPE, and other journals. Her chapbook, Learning the Language, was published by Etherdome Press last fall and her first full-length book, case sensitive, will be out from Ahsahta Press in September 2006.
Adam Clay lives in Kalamazoo, Michigan and co-edits Typo. His first book, The Wash, is forthcoming from Parlor Press, and Canoe, a chapbook, is available from horse less press. Recent poems appear in Denver Quarterly, CutBank, Barrow Street, and elsewhere.
An Entirely Horseless Reading!
Please join us at Myopic Books (5 S. Angell St., Wayland Square, 401-521-5533)
Saturday, September 16, 7 pm
for poetry from Matthew Henriksen, Kate Greenstreet, and Adam Clay.
Matthew Henriksen co-edits Typo and Cannibal and curates The Burning Chair Readings in Brooklyn and New York City. His poems have appeared recently in Fascicle, Coconut and Indiana Review; others will soon appear in Lit, Wildlife Poetry Magazine, Action, Yes!, and The Agricultural Review. horse less press has published his first chapbook, Is Holy.
Kate Greenstreet was born in Chicago and has lived mostly on the east and west coasts of the U.S., currently back on the Atlantic side, in New Jersey. She received a Fellowship from the NJ State Council on the Arts in 2003. Her poems have appeared in Bird Dog, Conduit, can we have our ball back?, GutCult, Diagram, Octopus, POOL, The Massachusetts Review, No Tell Motel, Fascicle, Barrow Street, Word For/Word, the tiny, Free Verse, MiPOesias, LIT, CutBank, Kulture Vulture, TYPO, 26, KELR, XANTIPPE, and other journals. Her chapbook, Learning the Language, was published by Etherdome Press last fall and her first full-length book, case sensitive, will be out from Ahsahta Press in September 2006.
Adam Clay lives in Kalamazoo, Michigan and co-edits Typo. His first book, The Wash, is forthcoming from Parlor Press, and Canoe, a chapbook, is available from horse less press. Recent poems appear in Denver Quarterly, CutBank, Barrow Street, and elsewhere.
8.26.2006
From the Desk of Horse Less Press:
IS HOLY
a chapbook by Matthew Henriksen
is available for peruse and purchase here:
http://www.horselesspress.com/chapbooks.html
http://www.horselesspress.com/holy.html
IS HOLY
a chapbook by Matthew Henriksen
is available for peruse and purchase here:
http://www.horselesspress.com/chapbooks.html
http://www.horselesspress.com/holy.html
8.23.2006
Please welcome HORSE LESS REVIEW ISSUE FOUR!
Featuring work by-
Andrew Wollard, Adam Clay, Michael Donnelly, Jason Fraley, Allison Carter, Justin Lacour, kari edwards, Andrew Seguin, John Hyland, Jim Goar, Andrew Demcak, Clint Frakes, Bruce Covey, Nick Montfort, Jack Boettcher, Amanda Lichtenstein, Ryan Daley, Christine Hamm, Katherine LaPlant, Sarah Lang, John Mulligan, Michael Stewart, Mark DeCarteret, Danielle Hill, Conan Kelly.
http://www.horselesspress.com/summer2006/review4.html
Please read, enjoy, and send work for #5.
http://www.horselesspress.com/horselessreview.html
http://www.horselesspress.com/howto.html
COMING LATER THIS WEEK: A chapbook! IS HOLY by Matt Henriksen.
Thanks for stopping by, & tell your friends.
Erika & Jen
Featuring work by-
Andrew Wollard, Adam Clay, Michael Donnelly, Jason Fraley, Allison Carter, Justin Lacour, kari edwards, Andrew Seguin, John Hyland, Jim Goar, Andrew Demcak, Clint Frakes, Bruce Covey, Nick Montfort, Jack Boettcher, Amanda Lichtenstein, Ryan Daley, Christine Hamm, Katherine LaPlant, Sarah Lang, John Mulligan, Michael Stewart, Mark DeCarteret, Danielle Hill, Conan Kelly.
http://www.horselesspress.com/summer2006/review4.html
Please read, enjoy, and send work for #5.
http://www.horselesspress.com/horselessreview.html
http://www.horselesspress.com/howto.html
COMING LATER THIS WEEK: A chapbook! IS HOLY by Matt Henriksen.
Thanks for stopping by, & tell your friends.
Erika & Jen
8.11.2006
We took a little pitstop, but part 10 of “Don’t you have a map?” is now up at Grand Text Auto:
http://grandtextauto.gatech.edu/2006/08/10/dont-you-have-a-map-part-10/
Coming within the month:
Horse Less Review #4
IS HOLY, a chapbook by Matt Henriksen
Thanks for reading!
yr editors
http://grandtextauto.gatech.edu/2006/08/10/dont-you-have-a-map-part-10/
Coming within the month:
Horse Less Review #4
IS HOLY, a chapbook by Matt Henriksen
Thanks for reading!
yr editors
7.04.2006
Friends,
Part 9 of Don’t you have a map?
is here:
http://breadnjamforfrances.blogspot.com/2006/07/bread-and-jam-for-frances-is-delighted.html
Please read & enjoy.
Correspond with us, even!
And if you have an electronic spot that would like to host
a part of this project, please drop us a note.
We’ll make it special for you.
Coming soon:
Chapook!
IF FIRE, ARRIVAL by Julia Cohen
will be available in mere days.
Review!
HORSE LESS REVIEW #4
is coming together nicely
& will be live as soon as possible.
Spread the words.
Yr editors-
Part 9 of Don’t you have a map?
is here:
http://breadnjamforfrances.blogspot.com/2006/07/bread-and-jam-for-frances-is-delighted.html
Please read & enjoy.
Correspond with us, even!
And if you have an electronic spot that would like to host
a part of this project, please drop us a note.
We’ll make it special for you.
Coming soon:
Chapook!
IF FIRE, ARRIVAL by Julia Cohen
will be available in mere days.
Review!
HORSE LESS REVIEW #4
is coming together nicely
& will be live as soon as possible.
Spread the words.
Yr editors-
6.20.2006
horse less chap reviewed at Rain Taxi
Rain Taxi has begun reviewing chapbooks! In the most recent (Summer 2006) issue, Noah Eli Gordon says this about Winter Constellations by Nate Pritts:

6.13.2006
Don't you have a map?
A collaborative, traveling essay in letters
'twixt Erika Howsare & Jen Tynes.
Part 8, J to E—

You don't call you don't write your letters.
They are big plastic windpipes, expanding and contracting out of all the windows in town.
The things that people throw away from them are the things we know something about. We know something about them via the things they throw out, like light, their forensics like on television.
We know whodunit this time? Red. Leaf. I might not be prepared for these changes (amber to chlorophyll and back again).Did I tell you about the bridge?
Between 10 and 2 I had my heart set upon becoming an actual person of letters. Traffic was disrupted, people stood on the bank and watched for the difference (a line suddenly missing its arc).
I called for a ferry and got some chicken wire solution. No one could give it a place. The little houses that I utilized as a youngin are now all full of dirt dobbers and collectibles.
Where I am right now, instead of soaring, is a long and dirt-beaded hum. It's the machinery they use after the glow of a residence. It's my pile of it on the floor.
Not knowing how to read or read into—an up close shot of some hedges.

Please send a notary public by and we will see how s/he likes it.
To "like it" there must be intensity leading to activation. There must be a curl at the cusp.
We'll see what is stamped with that particular stamp. We'll see if we don't get some (just now a bird bee-lined) different kind of sickness.
You don't call dogs they come to conclusions.
You don't make trash you learn a lesson.
I don't know why I get hung up in this space, where the little kids wear helmets.
Being around here is like a hanging basket of fern.
How is a fragile thing archaic?
How do they get over there sucking their thumbs?
Or I will ask you another question and you will give me this answer.
All of the viewpoints that I mentioned were pointing at somebody else.
E responds to J at http://breadnjamforfrances.blogspot.com in about two weeks.
Please visit http://www.horselesspress.com/amap.html for the whole hog.
Email Erika & Jen: editors AT horselesspress DOT com.
A collaborative, traveling essay in letters
'twixt Erika Howsare & Jen Tynes.
Part 8, J to E—

You don't call you don't write your letters.
They are big plastic windpipes, expanding and contracting out of all the windows in town.
The things that people throw away from them are the things we know something about. We know something about them via the things they throw out, like light, their forensics like on television.
We know whodunit this time? Red. Leaf. I might not be prepared for these changes (amber to chlorophyll and back again).Did I tell you about the bridge?
Between 10 and 2 I had my heart set upon becoming an actual person of letters. Traffic was disrupted, people stood on the bank and watched for the difference (a line suddenly missing its arc).
I called for a ferry and got some chicken wire solution. No one could give it a place. The little houses that I utilized as a youngin are now all full of dirt dobbers and collectibles.
Where I am right now, instead of soaring, is a long and dirt-beaded hum. It's the machinery they use after the glow of a residence. It's my pile of it on the floor.
Not knowing how to read or read into—an up close shot of some hedges.

Please send a notary public by and we will see how s/he likes it.
To "like it" there must be intensity leading to activation. There must be a curl at the cusp.
We'll see what is stamped with that particular stamp. We'll see if we don't get some (just now a bird bee-lined) different kind of sickness.
You don't call dogs they come to conclusions.
You don't make trash you learn a lesson.
I don't know why I get hung up in this space, where the little kids wear helmets.
Being around here is like a hanging basket of fern.
How is a fragile thing archaic?
How do they get over there sucking their thumbs?
Or I will ask you another question and you will give me this answer.
All of the viewpoints that I mentioned were pointing at somebody else.
E responds to J at http://breadnjamforfrances.blogspot.com in about two weeks.
Please visit http://www.horselesspress.com/amap.html for the whole hog.
Email Erika & Jen: editors AT horselesspress DOT com.
6.02.2006
5.16.2006
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