CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS: NEW POETRY ANTHOLOGY FROM CHELSEA STATION EDITIONS

BETWEEN: NEW GAY POETRY EDITED BY JAMESON CURRIER

Chelsea Station Editions is seeking poetry by gay men about gay men and their relationships with men: with lovers, partners, ex-boyfriends, dates, tricks, friends, roommates, fathers, sons, brothers, uncles, grandfathers, teachers, coaches, students, neighbors, groups, clubs, teams, etc.

Unpublished poems only of no longer than 36 lines.

Poets may submit up to 5 poems for consideration. Please send all submissions as a Word document and include your email contact information and a 100-word bio to ChelseaStationEd@aol.com.

Deadline is August 1, 2013.

Chelsea Station Editions was founded in 2010 to fill a growing void of independent presses devoted to gay literature. Among the authors the press has published are debut writers Craig Moreau, Michael Graves, William Sterling Walker, Gil Cole, Jeffrey Luscombe, and David Pratt, and veterans Felice Picano, Walter Holland, Jon Marans, Charles Silverstein, Wesley Gibson, Tom Cardamone, and Jameson Currier. In November 2011, the press launched Chelsea Station, a new magazine of gay writing.



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One Response to “Call for Submissions: ‘Between: New Gay Poetry’”

  1. Joseph 22 December 2013 at 6:29 PM #

    If Mother Earth her soul could speak freely
    Imagine what she’d say:
    “Plastic, Styrofoam, gasoline, napalm,
    aerosol, ozone, urban sprawl,
    depleted uranium, toxic waste,
    judgment, hatred, violence, intolerance, bigots”
    She’d wipe her tears away.

    Human to human inequality,
    She’d politely ask us why?
    “The gift of love I gave you
    Yet you destroy your greatest prize.”

    “Hetro, homo, trans, uni, bi: Sex,
    You hate what you don’t understand,
    And strangest of strange it is to me,
    You base your hate on a commandment written by
    Frustrated, tired men.”

    She’d bow her head solemnly,
    A tear would fill her eye;
    “Why do you hate your brother?
    Because of whom he with lies?”

    “My glaciers they are melting,
    the ozone has a hole,
    Your hatred of your brother
    Has on my world taken a toll.”

    She walked away insulted,
    That her beauty we don’t understand;
    The beauty of same sex unity
    As when a man lays with a man.



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