9/30/26

Young Madonna/Old Whore (Judging women's bodies and what they should or shouldn't do or show, based on looks and age)...

Regardless of how I (or you or anyone) feel(s) about Madonna's music, her performance style, or her personality/persona, what bothers me is that about 90% of what I'm hearing/reading/seeing in terms of people commenting about her right now has little or nothing to do with the music. It mostly has to do with the way she looks and her age. As in, she looks old. Or what the heck did she do to her face? Or what the heck did she do to her body? Or even if she doesn't look old, she's too old to be dressing that way or showing her body that way.

Regardless of how it's done, "aging in the spotlight" tends to generate lots of criticism for celebrities (especially celebrity women), no matter how they choose to handle aging /whether they handle it naturally or unnaturally or somewhere in between. They're trying to look too young for their age OR they look old and are not trying hard enough OR somehow both at the same time or some other harsh looks-based critique. So does that mean once you hit a certain age and/or look a certain age, you just shouldn't allow yourself to be in the spotlight at all anymore? You should just make yourself invisible? You should just die?
What also bothers me in regards to the age related looks-based criticism is that it seems like more than half of the people who criticize other women's bodies, dress styles, and other aspects of their appearance are other women. Why is that? Because since we're judged, we want to judge others?
Of course we all have our own styles and points of view and nobody has to automatically like or approve of anyone's else's styles or automatically agree with anyone else's points of view. But with women, why does it so frequently have to be a looks-based, age-based, body focused sort of critique? The criticism and insults, I mean. But heck, even many supposed compliments directed at women seem to work that way too, such as, "You look so young for your age" or "You don't look a day over 30 or 40 (or some other age that is significantly younger than your actual age)" or "You haven't aged in years" insinuating that looking good is based on looking younger than you actually are.
But then at some point, we supposedly hit an age where looking younger than our actual age or dressing younger than our actual age (whatever any of that even actually means or whatever the heck the age is where we hit that point) suddenly starts to make us look silly or ridiculous or like some sort of embarrassing spectacle to be looked down upon and mocked and made fun of for trying to portray ourselves as younger than we actually are.
As far as I'm concerned, we all have our own styles and we should all choose to dress (and otherwise display and express ourselves) however we choose to dress (and otherwise display and express ourselves) and do whatever we choose to do with our own style and voices and faces and bodies, regardless of our age or size or other people's standards. We're going to be criticized no matter what we do, unless we completely invisibilize ourselves.
In case anyone isn't aware of this, the reason I mentioned Madonna at the beginning of this post is because different posts about her have been showing up the last few days, catalyzed by her performance and appearance during the 2026 MTV VMA's, which were on this past Sunday night (I didn't watch the show, because I didn't realize it was on until afterwards, but I watched some videos afterwards to get an idea for what people were commenting about).
Again, she (and anyone) can dress however she chooses to dress, she doesn't have to stop dressing or performing a certain way because she's a certain age or because of other people's opinions or criticisms.
But also this is not just about Madonna. It's about how so much of what we choose to publicly comment on regarding women (especially their appearances and how they choose to express themselves) is focused on their age and their looks and their personal style and personal expression. Their clothes and their body types. They're too old to be wearing this, they're too young to be wearing this, they're too big, they're unhealthy, they're too little, they're probably anorexic, their dress style is too revealing, their performance was over-sexualized, which would be perfectly fine if they were this particular age and had this particular body type according to this particular person or this particular magazine or this particular algorithmic robo-cop.
Madonna might not care all that much about other people's negative comments about her, because she still has plenty of people who support her and admire her too, regardless of online, social media critique and criticism, which granted every well known celebrity is going to generate, but with women it does seem to be more about their bodies and their age than it is with men.
Again, she (and all of us) can wear whatever she chooses to and present herself however she chooses to. She can show as much of her body as she wants to. She can pull a laser pointer out of her ass if she wants to, because it's her ass. She can do whatever she chooses to do with her own body.
But none of this means that men (or anyone else) can do whatever they want to do with a woman's (or anyone else's) body, without the other person's consent.
Sometimes I feel like some parts of what generates so much criticism of women's bodies is because some other women are uncomfortable with their own bodies and thus criticize women who feel free to show off or publicly display their bodies and some men don't like the fact that they can't be in control of whatever woman's body they desire to be in control of, so they harshly criticize or make fun of women who choose to display their bodies for their own reasons and by their own chosen set of personal standards. (On a side note, I'll admit this post of mine is not specifically addressing cosmetic surgery, which is also a personal choice to an extent, but which could also generate a whole different post)

9/9/26

NEW! You've Been Poemed! The Anthology is almost here!

I am delighted to have a poem included in this new Anthology, You've Been Poemed!

D.E. Shupe has a poem included too, which makes this double-trouble, plus there are many other wonderful poets we know included too! Over 100 poets are included within this book!

Thank you very much to Sandra Feen for creating this project and asking for our poems, to both Sandra and Dianne Borsenik for their considerable and considerate and creatively detailed editing work on this project, and to Sheila-Na-Gig Editions for publishing it.

(On a side note, I've submitted to Sheila-Na-Gig's online journal several times over the years and have never had poetry accepted there before, but I guess this anthology will now place me in Sheila-Na-Gig publication land.)

You can find out more about the You've Been Poemed! Anthology HERE (and consider pre-ordering a copy, at a discounted rate, that lasts through October 31) - https://sheilanagigblog.com/shop-sheila-na-gig-editions/feen_poemed/

8/31/26

NEW! Another one of my "Another Broken Mirror" poems is newly appearing in The Rye Whiskey Review!

"Then the mirror began to hate me.

Me and the mirror were smashed.
Stale breadcrumbs, vodka and glass
falling down into another
bathtub coffin."

the beginning of my poem "Another Broken Mirror", newly appearing in The Rye Whiskey Review!

(Yes this is a second recently published poem with the same title, but other than the title, it is its own poem. Both poems, along with others, currently appear within a  new chapbook manuscript in-progress...)...

8/26/26

NEW! "Another Broken Mirror" by Juliet Cook, another new poem up In Conversation at The Literary Underground!

"An elementary school gym teacher
told all the girls to lie down
on the floor and lift up our legs.
He said he was inspecting our shoes
to make sure they were appropriate
for his class. One girl would be chosen
by him to stand on the stage and cheer."

in my poem "Another Broken Mirror", newly appearing In Conversation at The Literary Underground!

(This is another poem of mine that also appears in a new chapbook manuscript in progress too...)...

read more HERE - https://theliteraryunderground.org/blog/2026/08/26/another-broken-mirror-by-juliet-cook/

NEW! A New Thirteen Myna Birds Flock has Arrived, in time for the end of summer/beginning of fall....

Approaching the end of summer and launching into the fall, a new issue of Thirteen Myna Birds has finally arrived!

This issue is brimming with birds. Rising, falling, burning, flying, screaming, offering warnings...

Twenty new feathers and beaks are all HERE (from Debrah Shenefelt - MISH - Merritt Waldon - Ken Poyner - László Aranyi - James Croal Jackson - Ann Randlette - Paul David Adkins - Daniel G. Snethen - A.J. Huffman) - https://13myna.blogspot.com/

Flaming fingers scratch the sky - The chickadees have stopped singing - the crows are hopping from branch to branch dropping closer waiting - to find a half-cherry in my cup of fruit cocktail - Ascending angel clings to shadows - unaware she is already melted and falling - Hollow sky - I could not count all the trees - It is more than a number of trees - a thousand bucks to screw her head onto a bolt - with needle-and-thread grass, hog-nosed snakes and sandburs - Birds pecked out the eyes - The mission of the Earth is fulfilled: the one who lands ashore is taken aim at - The altar, a split shell by a dying brushfire - The cats are out of the bag, and their fangs are mammoth - painted images in the reddened sky - staring at my near colorless fruit - How a window could frost and seal itself behind - what if some students can’t afford the book? - Songbirds screech to clouds in mourning - the doctor freezing pieces of me off - The whole place reeked of bleach - I vomit hearts drained of purpose...

Call off the dogs! by MISH

8/17/26

NEW! "I Didn't Know Who I Was Yet" by Juliet Cook, a new poem, In Conversation at The Literary Underground!

"Or I wasn’t yet
able to express myself
the way I truly wanted to
unless I walked around in circles
in the basement, telling stories
inside my own head."
the beginning of my poem "I Didn't Know Who I Was Yet", which appeared In Conversation at The Literary Underground on Sunday

8/1/26

NEW! My poem "NIGHTMARE MACULAR DEGNERATION" is newly appearing in Rogue Agent!

"Can't open up
these eyes anymore
without unfurling
 
bloody worm shapes,
semi-liquid spillage,
turning old pillows
into gore-hacked

remnants of consumed pupils"

in my poem "NIGHTMARE MACULAR DEGENERATION", newly appearing in Issue 137, August 2026 of Rogue Agent!

Read more here - http://www.rogueagentjournal.com/jcook-2

Check out the whole issue here - http://www.rogueagentjournal.com/issue137

7/31/26

NEW! Happy Last Day of July and a short new poem!

Happy last day of July 2026. I have a short new poem up today at Drinkers Only.

Thank you very much to editor John Patrick Robbins.

Drinkers Only : Short and Not So Sweet By Juliet Cook - https://drinkersonly.blogspot.com/2026/07/short-and-not-so-sweet-by-juliet-cook.html

7/25/26

In Progress Poetry Manuscripts - dolls, dreams, nightmares, seizures, bodies, death, robots...

I am in the process of being overwhelmed by my own poems. Well not exactly the poems themselves, but organizing them/assembling them into collections (specifically chapbook manuscripts). I guess I've been writing more than I thought I was in the last few years and I guess I've somewhat drifted out of a sort of routine I had of tending to assemble new poems into chapbook manuscripts fairly quickly on an ongoing basis.

I haven't had a new chapbook published in over a year AND I haven't submitted a chapbook manuscript anywhere yet this year. For a while now, I've been working on and off on a small series of interconnected poems that I was thinking I might assemble into a chapbook manuscript and I finally made some significant progress on that this week. I also have a micro-chapbook manuscript that I assembled and submitted to one press over a year ago (from which it was rejected) and that I had been meaning to re-read/revise/add more poems to and so on. So I guess I have two different chapbook manuscripts in progress to an extent, but I've been focusing more on writing individual poems than organizing/assembling manuscripts.
So this past week, in addition to trying to focus on somewhat organizing those two possible chapbook manuscripts in progress, I've also been trying to re-read and somewhat organize all these other new-ish poems of mine, in order to decide which ones to possibly incorporate into which manuscript in progress and now I'm starting to think I'm going to have to create AT LEAST 3 (quite possibly more) different chapbook manuscripts. Regarding the two chapbook manuscripts in progress, half the stuff I'm reading doesn't really seem to fit into either one. One of those manuscripts is focused on women's bodies and I want it to stay short, interconnected, and pretty specifically thematic. The other one is focused on feeling invisible, unnamable, unimportant and out of place, and that one doesn't have to be quite AS thematically linked, it has SOME flexibility, but overall, I do like my chapbook manuscripts to be short, interconnected, and thematically linked to a significant extent. Not just a bunch of different poems semi-randomly placed in a chapbook length manuscript.
So some of my poems I'm reading might be able to fit into one of the current manuscripts-in-progress, but then I also have all these doll poems - dream/nightmare poems - seizure poems - death poems - and anti-AI poems. Some of these themes somewhat interconnect in certain ways and to certain extents, but not to the extent of fusing them all into two chapbooks. Again, I like my chapbook manuscripts to be short-ish, interconnected, and thematically linked in one way or another, so I'm thinking I need to assemble at least 3 (maybe more).
Anyway, I am just taking a break from reading/writing notes on my own poems to ramble a bit about my current overwhelmed feelings about assembling the poems into various interconnected entities. Mind you, I've been working on this quite a bit this past week, and some progress has been made, but it feels like it's taking forever. I feel like I should have made more progress by now. But at least I made a little bit of progress and I'll keep working on it.
To reiterate, the shorter version of this is dolls, bodies, brains, dreams, nightmares, seizures, death, invisibility, and being overwhelmed, which is way better than being replaced by robots.

7/23/26

NEW! Juliet Cook reviews the poetry collection, {f}ragile Nests by Pella {f}elton!

Check out this new review I wrote about Pella Felton's new uniquely wonderful poetry collection, {f}ragile Nests (published by Roadside Press) and then consider buying a copy of the book if you don't have one yet.

Thank you to The Literary Underground for publishing my review.

Here is a link to the whole review, followed by a few snippets from the review - https://theliteraryunderground.org/blog/2026/07/23/juliet-cook-reviews-fragile-nests-by-pella-felton/

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"The beginning of the book involves an interesting and multifaceted Prologue, which expresses, among many other contradictory complexities, “I co[m]e fro[m] a box that should not exist”. But Pella’s box definitely does exist (within many different facets and interconnections), definitely deserves to exist, and definitely deserves to be viewed, heard, read, and explored."

one snippet from the review; read more by clicking the link above

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"...poems within this collection include more elements of amusement, and sarcasm, and anger, sadness, loneliness… —trying one’s best to become one’s true and genuine self (even if people who were a significant part of your past cannot entirely understand or accept who you truly are and despite other people’s disapproval and discomfort). What if the real true you is invisible to others? What if the real true you is ignored by others? What if the real true you is disliked or disregarded by others?

How does one deal with feeling invisible to parts of one’s own past (including some friends, family members, significant others, your past spouse), because they don’t understand the real you whom you are transitioning into, and they would rather disassociate from a reality they don’t personally relate to? This collection addresses and explores some of these kinds of thoughts, feelings, questions and pain."

another snippet from the review; read more by clicking the link above