Successfully funded on Kickstarter, my newest poetry project is now available as an E-book on Kindle: “Infra Dig” is my very first all electronic chapbook about pools, chemicals, the Inauguration, Art, moving, pets, birds, you name it, it’s probably in this chapbook. What I mean by it being all electronic – for me – is that I composed it originally on a tablet without ever using paper! The neat thing about poetry is that it can take many forms and it can be composed almost anywhere. It’s an adaptable art! “Infra Dig (It’s a Chemical Life)” on Kindle
You can find three new poems of mine, “Sun Dried Town,” “Tremor,” and “Mercurial Minutes” up at “Unlikely Stories.”
“Infra Dig” is my very first all electronic chapbook about pools, chemicals, the Inauguration, Art, moving, pets, birds, you name it, it’s probably in this chapbook. What I mean by it being all electronic – for me – is that I composed it originally on a tablet without ever using paper! The neat thing about poetry is that it can take many forms and it can be composed almost anywhere. It’s an adaptable art!
From “It’s a Chemical Life, Part 2” – “I smell like chlorine / I can’t wash it out of my pores / The head lifeguard says the water’s crisp, clear / He straightens the pool deck nearly every day / He says he swims when it’s not busy / My eyes burn from chlorine even with goggles…”
From “Playing Electric Guitar” – “I went to see a stranger a man I’d never met he couldn’t leave his apartment / wears orthotic shoes can’t get out much he wanted to do business with me (my / day job business) I drove twenty miles to help him out when I stepped into his / warm small apartment with a living room walk-in kitchen bedroom bathroom my / eyes didn’t seize on decorations or the lack thereof or on family pictures of kids / grandkids or medications spread out on the dining room table and durable / medical equipment to keep him alive my eyes seized upon guitars a blue electric / guitar and a burgundy electric guitar on stands in the living room I told him I take / lessons in a guitar group….”
A poem I wrote inspired by the marching on DC back in January is in the latest issue of “Backstreet Review.” The poem is “Nasty Women marching in Washington, DC.” It’s in issue #71.
It’s funded! Thanks to everyone who backed my latest poetry project on Kickstarter! Until next time …. Best, LB
New poems by LB Sedlacek. Go on a poetry travel adventure from North Carolina, through SC, Georgia to Cocoa Beach, Legoland and more!
“Hey Astro!” is a follow up to “Mars or Bust.” It contains all brand new poems about my family’s annual trip from North Carolina to Florida. We do have some adventures! On this past trip we revisited Legoland, Cocoa Beach, Savannah and traipsed through the wilds of South Carolina on the way including a non-stop at South of the Border. Have you ever been to South of the Border? Then, there’s a poem in this book just for you!
Excerpt from “Hey Astro!” – from the poem “Surf Zombies”: “…surfing zombies / with brains intact / with speech intact / but they can’t use either one / no / bro / it’s / against the zombie surfer code…..”
Excerpt from “Hey Astro!” – from the poem “Lake Eloise”: “…butterflies and fishermen / standing in idling boats / talking about the odds / the lack of results / no catch no fish / a lake as vast ….”
Some of the poems in “Hey Astro!”: “It’s Bo Time,” “Welcome to Florida,” “Night Swim,” “The Dinosaur Store, Part 2,” “Putt Putt and Gators,” “Where Orange Juice Comes From,” “Florida Toll Roads,” “Georgia Pecans,” “River Street – Savannah,” “I’ve Never Been to South of the Border” and more!
I’m excited that I have three new poems that have just been published in Sick Lit Magazine, “Bruising History,” “Gone Away” and “Life Hours.”
From the poem “Bruising History”: “Each window had a candle lit every day all day a burning bright white light the man living there said his wife liked the lights something to do with her history their neighbor across the street his house had no candles it was overgrown with vines….”
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