Graphic Poetry Project: Part 1
This is a sample from a project I’m currently working on that, much like my writing, combines poetry and comic books. This project will be my attempt to create a graphic poetry collection based on my manuscript “…hide behind me…” which was my thesis and which has had much success in individual poem publications.
Where my poetry tends to pull the comic book world into it, this project is an attempt to fuse the two worlds evenly. This sample is from VERY early in the project’s development, but still something I thought I’d share as I believe this project will come out to be something very special in the end. Enjoy.
(Note: This character is NOT Batman (the funky haircut probably gave that away. Ha!) He’s a lifelong criminal by the name of Iron Man Vasquez who, for a moment, tried to redeem himself by pretending to be a hero. The poems here reflect his thoughts as he looks back on his life in his dying moments.)
Artwork by Federico Zumel
Chewing the Bones of Teenage Love
In school together, she and I ain’t talked.
I was the big, mean demon her old man
told her would hurt her deep. He said I’d stalk
and rape and kill her. “That’s all his kind can
digest,” I heard him tell her once. Dive deeper…
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“We Call This Thing Between Us Love” now for sale
I am very proud to announce that my first poetry collection, We Call This Thing Between Us Love, is now available for advance ordering from Main Street Rag. The release date is December 13 but it’s available for pre-ordering right now. And, more importantly, pre-ordering saves you money!
We Call This Thing Between Us Love
The book is $9.00 if purchased in advance and $14.00 after release. So save some cabbage and buy in advance!
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Here’s where you go to buy the book: www.mainstreetrag.com/store/ComingSoon.php
And here’s the bio page (which has samples): www.mainstreetrag.com/JMott.html
Blurbs about the book:
Dive deeper…
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Tradition of Oral History
Tradition of Oral History
There is a story my sister tells
on some restless summer nights
when she has come to visit
and the children have been put to bed
and she and I have remained—
slouched on the porch, staring out
over the cow pasture, sliding off
into that hour of night when the air
has that creamy smell of cedars
and all the years we have spent
watching them surge up and out
into this unusual world. Like all legends,
Dive deeper…
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Hummingbird
Hummingbird
To this day
she does not know
she was my first
because, by the time
we met, I was old enough
to have learned to lie
Dive deeper…
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