DOPPELGANGRENE: 2022

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11/13/22

Another website update with my three recent poetry publications

I updated my website again, including links to my three recent poetry publications from last week/this weekend! Here's a link to the website, The Poetic Pursuit of Juliet Cook, where if you're interested in checking out the most recent publications, you can do so by scrolling down a little bit on the Home page to where it says "THREE NEW POETRY PUBLICATIONS!"

Of course you're more than welcome to check out other stuff on my website too. Here it is - https://julietcook.weebly.com/ AND I will also link to the three recent poetry publications HERE:

~My short poem "Violent Seizure Orgasm" is making an appearance in Black Flowers, HERE - https://blackflowers.online/violent-seizure-orgasm-juliet-cook

~My poem "With a Cherry on Top of His Tusk" is making an appearance in Buffalo (x 8), HERE - https://buffalojournal.tumblr.com/

~My poem "Red Vacuum Pouch With Cracks" is inside Sein und Werden, in the new Post-Mortem Autumn/Winter Issue, HERE - http://www.kissthewitch.co.uk/seinundwerden/autumn-winter22/page42.html

11/10/22

NEW! My Violent Seizure Orgasm poem is making an appearance in Black Flowers!

"Birds hold razor blades inside their mouths.

Chirps turn into screams." The first two lines of my short "Violent Seizure Orgasm" poem, which appears within the NEW Black Flowers Volume Twelve HERE - https://blackflowers.online/violent-seizure-orgasm-juliet-cook

11/6/22

NEW! Delighted to receive a 2022 Pushcart Prize nomination!

Thank you very much to poet and editor Daniel Snethen for nominating my poem - "One Night I'll Stop" (which was published in the Spring 2022 Issue of Pasque Petals) for a 2022 Pushcart Prize!

10/25/22

A few photos of parts of the Blood Pudding Press table at the Lit Youngstown Fall Literary Festival Book Fair

A photo of part of the Blood Pudding Press table at the Lit Youngstown Fall Literary Festival Book Fair, this past Friday morning, October 22, 2022.

Another photo of the Blood Pudding Press table at the Lit Youngstown Fall Literary Festival Book Fair, zoomed in on the latest Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "Short Poems of Violence and Chickens", a collaboration by Juliet Cook and Darryl Shupe, which will be added to the Blood Pudding Press shop very soon!

My Blood Pudding Press at a Book Fair, October 2022

My Blood Pudding Press table at the Lit Youngstown Fall Literary Festival Book Fair, Friday October 21, 2022 with me and Darryl Shupe

photo taken by Sandra Feen

10/6/22

One Minute Poems (An Audio Anthology From Rancid Idols Productions)

Delighted that Colin Dardis invited me to contribute a short poem to this One Minute Poems audio anthology!

Also, wishing a creatively wonderful Happy Birthday to Colin Dardis!

I'm looking forward to listening to all these poems!

"Out today for National Poetry Day, a special audio anthology of One Minute Poems from poets around the world, free to download via Bandcamp.

https://rancididols.bandcamp.com/album/one-minute-poems

There is power in brevity, so enjoy these short but powerful pieces. Many thanks to everyone who contributed!"

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My poem, "These days, nobody else's wrinkle repair will work for me." also appears within my poetry chapbook "DARK PURPLE INTERSECTIONS (inside my Black Doll Head Irises)" (Blood Pudding Press and Dusie Kollektiv 9, 2019)

Available here in print - https://www.etsy.com/listing/689260672/dark-purple-intersections-inside-my

Available here online for free - http://www.dusie.org/Cook--DARKPURPLEINTERSECTIONS.pdf

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7/20/22

Another purple flower

7/12/22

The NEW July Flock of Thirteen Myna Birds is HERE!

The NEW July flock of Thirteen Myna Birds has arrived! 

Offering poetry/art by David Henson - Wayne F Burke - MISH - Abigail Denton - Robert Beveridge - Darryl Shupe - Juliet Cook - Linda Umans.

Dive in HERE - https://13myna.blogspot.com/ 

Rats chewed through our foundation - the cadavers of all the women - the DNA particles from a lost love rise up in the feathers and re-break her heart - the crazy girl I thought I was rid of - The mother asked her daughter if she’d like to adopt another doll - The girl said she wanted one without a head - Some days I walk in the alcove between my face and my skull - Sometimes I feel like executing my brain - pages loved now crumbled - It’s no use thinking - I knew the answer before the question was asked - It wasn’t the first time I was murdered - I’m out to sea in a hurricane - the serial killer in your epiglottis sent down to the acid pit - suspicious of everyone - (the ones who are still speaking to me).

the worms crawl in / the worms crawl out by MISH