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New Literary Agent: Kelly Peterson of the Corvisiero New York Literary Agency

There’s a new literary agent in the field!
Kelly Peterson has recently joined Corvisiero Literary as a junior agent. Corvisiero is a New York City boutique literary agency.

Kelly is a graduate of West Chester University, with a B.S.Ed. in English. She worked for a while as a teacher, before deciding to pursue her true love of books instead. Kelly has a deep, life-long love for well-written stories.

Literary agent Kelly is currently building up her client list and welcomes unsolicited manuscript submissions.

Kelly is interested in representing the following Genres: Read More

Rural Writing Retreat for Running Writers

If you’re a sporty writer who loves running, this writing retreat may be just the thing for you.
The Writers Who Run retreat takes place August 3-7, 2016, in rural North Carolina.
Each morning there’s a Read More

Within by Tami Violet

He forgot the strength held in the soft bosom of superstition,
and Saturdays that became cloudy without promise of
awakening to scrambled eggs

and kisses…

He became movement in the trees, his entire body
trembling as if she walked over his grave

again and again…

She was different, and everyone knew magic
was her air…

waiting with swollen lips and traces of love
that could have been…

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I Take You In by Frieda P

Follow me
              into this haven
       of serenity
feel my soul
           upon your lips
touch the breath
        of my fervor
escape with me
            to  surrender
       intoxicate my euphoria
             to release

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A Sound I Could Drink by Neva Flores Smith

My heart pretended
you were a sound
I could drink
when I went searching
for golden lines full of surprise.
When I walked towards you,
my ears tasted the beat of the earth
and it began to turn
in reverse.

Ringing clear were hundreds of memories
I had kissed freely,
known as all the things you did.
Then in came the rushing sea
crashing into my mind
with waves of everything
you have ever said.

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The Scapegoats and The Truth, the Real Victims by Tom Higgins

I am sick and tired of this constant blaming
and targeting of the poor, the dispossessed,
the victims of the wars without end.
The deliberate shaming,
of those who cannot respond.

Some people are basically, lazy.
It takes effort to discover Read More

Annual Writing Retreat in Mexico by the Vancouver School of Writing

This affordable, relaxing and informative one-week long writing retreat is run by the Vancouver School of Writing and hosted by writing coach and author Kathrin Lake.
Attendees will learn together in group classes valuable information about writing and publishing. Writers will also receive one-on-one coaching.

This writing retreat is held annually in the middle week of either January or February, outside Manzanillo, Mexico.

The Vancouver School of Writing retreat is the perfect place for you if you want to:

  • discover great writing techniques
  • learn about the latest in publishing and how to be successful Read More

Walking Through Time by Robert Strzalko

Walking through time
Thinking of you
Receding from yesterday
Turning towards tomorrow
Waiting
For
The sun
To
Chase away
My
Desperation
Inspiration
Reverberation
Pushes me forward
Past
The spawn
Of

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Poetry Competition with Money Prizes by the University of Canberra

University of Canberra Vice-Chancellor’s Poetry Prize

The University of Canberra runs an annual poetry contest with a large cash prize of $15,000 AUD (approximately $10,650) for the first place winner and $5,000 AUD (approximately $3,550) for the second place.
Both first place and second place winners receive publication in an e-book anthology as well. Poems need to be maximum up to 50 lines.

Poetry Contest Deadline: June 30, 2016
Entry Fee: $20 AUD (approximately $14 USD)
Submit

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The Boiling Man by Joseph Michael

Shh, Listen…   There’s A Man…   Playing An Unusual Violin…

With The Strings That Are The Nerves…   And The Veins…   From His Own Arms…

How Wondrous The Sounds…   Of The Agonies Made…   By The Slicing And Dicing…

Down With The Lambs…   Up With The Larks…

Run To The Beds, Children…   Before It Gets Dark… Read More

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