Showing posts with label Blood Pudding Press 2020. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blood Pudding Press 2020. Show all posts

12/7/20

Another NEW Review of the Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "i saw god cooking children / paint their bones" by john compton

 "...short stanzas of lowercase letters without punctuation (think e e cummings on acid)...both straightforward and strangely esoteric. I'm not sure I understood many of the poems, but the ones that spoke to me resounded on a basic level.

In the midst of much disturbing imagery, he sometimes inserts the beautiful."

part of a new review by Cat Russell, of the newest Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "i saw god cooking children / paint their bones" by john compton

read the rest HERE - https://www.goodreads.com/review/show/3673196257?book_show_action=true&from_review_page=1&fbclid=IwAR0WRrg9K7_MjDUJPAQz-Cu44uxllvcdzv6RVWo6UqjeuUzqgUxKScn1cFk#_=_

Find out more about this chapbook and/or acquire a copy for yourself from the Blood Pudding Press shop HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/876451232/new-i-saw-god-cooking-children-paint?ref=shop_home_feat_1 

11/5/20

i saw god cooking children / paint their bones by john compton (Blood Pudding Press, 2020) has found a new home!

John Burroughs received new books today, including the new Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "i saw god cooking children / paint their bones" with poems by john compton, cover art by Sandra Feen, and an inside review/blurb by Burroughs himself!

Here is Burroughs' review:

"I keep devouring this chapbook over and over because john compton’s work richly rewards repeat readings.

i saw god cooking children / paint their bones showcases the best of it with delightfully rich detail, fine turns of phrase and lean and engaging true tales.

Blood Pudding Press’ wonderful handcrafted artistry gives you another reason to want to keep picking it up.

But instead of going on and on about how much I like this collection, I encourage you to procure your own copy and see what I mean."

—John Burroughs, Ohio Beat Poet Laureate, 2019-2021, and author of Rattle and Numb.

Thank you to John Burroughs for this photo and his review ðŸ’œ!

Anyone interested can find out a bit more about this new Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook and/or acquire their own copy, HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/876451232/new-i-saw-god-cooking-children-paint?ref=shop_home_feat_4



photo by John Burroughs

10/21/20

NEW from Blood Pudding Press as of October 2020! - the NEW poetry chapbook, "i saw god cooking children / paint their bones" by john compton!

The NEW Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "i saw god cooking children / paint their bones" by john compton is NOW NEWLY AVAILABLE in the Blood Pudding Press shop!

22 poems by john compton!

Cover art - Temperature Red - by Mad Cook: Sandra Feen and Photographer: Pete Diehl

Published and hand-designed by Blood Pudding Press!

Take a peek, find out more, read a sample poem, and acquire your very own copy HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/876451232/new-i-saw-god-cooking-children-paint?ref=shop_home_feat_4


9/15/20

A NEW Review of EVIL ME by MISH (Reviewed by Christine Bassaber)

"Received your book Evil Me in the mail yesterday. Wasn’t planning necessarily on reading since was a “support Eileen” move but put on my coffee table and couldn’t resist opening to first pages—very attractive looking—Read the first poem, and loved!! Second one also!!


After that I have left it on my coffee table to pursue. I’ll continue to update you as I go thru them…I did want to tell you that I really loved the first 2 poems and the book format/appearance in the meantime."

Christine Bassaber (the author's sister) about EVIL ME by MISH 

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Find out more about EVIL ME and/or acquire your own copy HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/842490054/new-evil-me-by-mish-2020-blood-pudding?ref=shop_home_feat_3


8/31/20

EVIL ME by MISH is the NEWEST Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook!

"Without you,
the floors above me
echo like the cave in your head."

in the poem "Note That I Wish I’d Given to My Upstairs Neighbor", which appears within the NEW Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "EVIL ME" by MISH .

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Acquire a copy for yourself or an evil friend from the Blood Pudding Press shop HERE - https://www.etsy.com/listing/842490054/new-evil-me-by-mish-2020-blood-pudding?ref=shop_home_feat_3


8/28/20

NEW! The August Flock of Thirteen Myna Birds has Arrived!

"When will we quarantine together? - epicenter of the epidemic - mind full of rabies - shoved into this gothic monster closet - leaving a wet glistening trail - butterfly eyebrows ready to skewer - like a stab-vest on the shoulder - when the circus came to town - the National Museum of Death - The drunken angels clink glasses - One sock black the other sock gone - hung from his beard - How do you think I got a funny stump?"

Shortly before the end of August the NEW August flock of Thirteen Myna Birds has finally arrived!

This flock begins with 2 teaser piece poems from the NEW Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook, "EVIL ME" by Eileen MISH Murphy! Followed by 13 other poems from Jennifer Shneiderman, Michael A. Griffith, Howie Good, C. Cropani, DS Maolalai, and Thomas E. Simmons! 

Check it all out HERE - http://13myna.blogspot.com/

8/18/20

NEW! EVIL ME by MISH is the first new Blood Pudding Press poetry chapbook of 2020!

A NEW poetry chapbook from my Blood Pudding Press is newly available as of August 2020!

EVIL ME includes 19 poems by MISH - and MISH also created the cover art!


You can find out more about the poet/artist Eileen "MISH" Murphy, via her website HERE - https://mishmurphy.com/

The poems within EVIL ME offer a powerful mix of quirky, delightful, dark, sad, and depressing - with the focus ranging from troubling childhood issues to new romance/marriage to failed romance/divorce with quirks, mental dilemmas, family dilemmas, depression, and death.

Each chapbook is hand-designed, hand bound with colorful ribbon or yarn, and you can choose your own color of cover stock for the chapbook's cover.

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I said hello
to the death songs inside me.

I caressed the safety razor
I used to shave my legs.
I couldn’t force myself 
to carve the flesh of my wrists.

I asked my mother
to move so I could reach
the cabinet under the kitchen sink:
I’ll drink Drano.
I’ll kill myself.

No, you won’t, said Mother
and told me to set the table.

in the poem "Smells Like Teen Spirit"

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