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The New Binary Press Anthology of Poetry: Volume I Edited by Adam Rudden |
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| €12.00, Paperback, ISBN 978-0-9574661-0-4 |
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| €4.99*, Kindle edition, ISBN 978-0-9574661-1-1 International Customers, UK Customers |
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The New Binary Press Anthology of Poetry: Volume I, brings together a diverse range of established and emerging international poets. With over 100 poems from 20 different writers, this anthology marks the arrival of New Binary Press. Included in the collection are Graham Allen, winner of Ireland’s prestigious 2010 Listowel Poetry Prize (Single Poem); Allan Peterson, 10 time Pushcart Prize nominee; and Jeannine Hall Gailey, Poet Laureate for Redmond, Washington. Allison Grayhurst, Anne Fitzgerald, Annette Spaulding-Convy, Changming Yuan, Dylan Brennan, Elaine Cosgrove, Ellen Dillon, Graeme Cooper, John Saunders, Joop Bersee, Kathleen Flenniken, Kerrie O’Brien, Martin A Egan, Paige Ryan, Peadar O’Donoghue, Tanis MacDonald and William Ford make up the remainder of what is a remarkable and diverse collection of works.
The New Binary Press Anthology of Poetry: Volume I is edited by Adam Rudden. Adam is a Dublin-based poet whose work has appeared in numerous periodicals, including Poetry Ireland Review, Cyphers, Horizons, The Furrow and Electric Acorn.
From the collection:
| Evidence by Graham Allen The only photograph I have of you is from a passport run of four, one you didn’t need to use to effect your escape from me. It lives within that memory box and gets remembered every other year, your face remaining beautiful as the touch of your lips decays. One day I will look at you as an illustration in a book I have no intention of purchasing let alone desire to read. One day you will be nothing more than an image of temporary note flashed before disinterested eyes at an airport security check-in. |
Tomorrow by Allan Peterson Tomorrow will be partly cloudy The other part will be buzzing and small collisions a bird on the crossroads sign a song above a plus Weedeaters will answer each other throughout the valley bees will dance every sound will proclaim itself better than silence I will leave a few letters out of my voice horses will turn blue before the hills then I will make a pet of sleep |
How to Mend a Broken Vase by John Saunders Near invisible shards lurk in dark corners or closet in crevices with oven glazed fragments that will defy smooth assembly. A gift from the honeymoon of singing waiters and bright yellow moons where discord was an out-of-town stranger, its broken bones now lie on the floor, its long shelf life ended. She gathers up with porcelain hands, knows repair can only happen with a bond that holds. |