Strange Sundays: Poetry That Surprises

Strange Sundays: Poems that surprise. “Touring the Doll Hospital”

Touring the Doll Hospital Touring the Doll Hostpial By Amy Gerstler Why so many senseless injuries? This one’s glass teeth knocked out. Eyes missing, or stuck open or closed. Limbs torn away. Sawdust dribbles onto the floor like an hourglass running out. Fingerless hands, noses chipped or bitten off. Many are bald or burnt. Some,… Continue reading Strange Sundays: Poems that surprise. “Touring the Doll Hospital”

Strange Sundays: Poetry That Surprises

Strange Sundays: At the Lilac Lodge, The Televised Animal Pageant Begins at 3

Poems that surprise. Featured poet: Jeanne Morel “At the Lilac Lodge, The Televised Animal Pageant Begins at 3“ I wanted a cat but I got a meditating monkey. Iwanted a cat but got a meditatingmonkey instead. No cat, but a meditating monkey. If you know your party’s extension youmay be a believer. If you suffer… Continue reading Strange Sundays: At the Lilac Lodge, The Televised Animal Pageant Begins at 3

Strange Sundays: Poetry That Surprises

Strange Sundays: Head of a Doll

This is a short poem by another one of my all-time favorite poets, Charles Simic. I admire him for his concise, yet rich imagery. Head of a Doll Whose demon are you, Whose god? I asked Of the painted mouth Half buried in the sand. A brooding gull Made a brief assessment, And tiptoed away… Continue reading Strange Sundays: Head of a Doll

Strange Sundays: Poetry That Surprises

Strange Sundays: “Listen: there was a goat’s head hanging by ropes in a tree”

“Listen: there was a goat’s head hanging by ropes in a tree. All night it hung there and sang. And those who heard it Felt a hurt in their hearts and thought they were hearing The song of a night bird…” In an effort to share more modern poetry with the world, I am attempting… Continue reading Strange Sundays: “Listen: there was a goat’s head hanging by ropes in a tree”

Strange Sundays: Poetry That Surprises

Strange Sundays: I Beheaded My Beloved

“I behead my beloved So I could always vanish Into his adoring face. His eyes hold green grasses, Under a layer of pale thin blossoms…” It’s been a long time since I’ve written a post here. While we are busy with the current Molotov Cocktail Flash Monster flash fiction contest and the 4th annual Shadow… Continue reading Strange Sundays: I Beheaded My Beloved

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2017 Shadow Award Results!

Originally posted on The Molotov Cocktail:
We were swept away… …by the tremendous talent we witnessed in the 2017 Shadow Award poetry contest. This contest yielded our highest turnout to date, making competition especially fierce. Once again, brilliant poet Mary Lenoir Bond did the heavy-lifting with the judging process. A huge thanks to Mary for all of…

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The Shadow Awards Update

The shadow award winners will be announced tomorrow night, along with the close-but-no-cigar honorable mentions. In the meantime, here’s a little glimpse into the process, or a bit about what creeps behind the shadow. We’d been talking about doing a poetry contest at Molotov Cocktail for a couple of years. Finally, in the middle of… Continue reading The Shadow Awards Update