Halcyone Blog
Porch Dog studios now at the Flood
Posted on November 2, 2021
The Porch Dog Flowers, soups and antiques is now part of the Flood Gallery Fine Art Center, located at 850 Blue Ridge Road, in Black Mountain, NC. The Porch Dog Floral Shop can provide flower arrangements and delivery and both flowers and unique soups. The antique shop is open to the public and highlights unusual […]
Read MoreReliable PCR COVID-19 Test Results in 24 Hours with Home Saliva Collection
Posted on August 4, 2021
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Read MorePushcart Press Special Mention–Erika Brumett
Posted on February 3, 2021
The Black Mountain Press is honored to announce that our Pushcart nominated poet Erika Brumett received a special mention in this year’s Pushcart Prize publication! Here is her Poem nominated for Pushcart this issue: ~Cunnilingus~ The word sounds like a low – hung cloud, weighed down below scuds of cirrus. Yet its vowels lift — […]
Read MoreNew Books and Magazines by the Black Mountain Press
Posted on June 11, 2020
Spring issue of Miletus and the Halcyone are out! Bill Henderson’s Family Bible is out: his first book of poetry by Henderson, the Pushcart Press Publisher! Ute von Funcke’s new book of poetry, Shadow of Shadows is out, translated from the German by Stuart Friebert!
Read MoreStreet Theater, by Karen Douglas
Posted on December 12, 2019
Parked at the curb, I am boxed in by an unmarked car. Plain-clothes cops emerge, detain and handcuff a sad man on the sidewalk, no conflict. Through my windshield a cop breaks the fourth wall, makes eye contact. I hold his gaze and nod as if applauding his performance. I am audience, he the lead […]
Read MoreTravel Fellowship of the Peacock, by Saba Kirer
Posted on December 10, 2019
. He climbed a high mountain that day. It was getting colder as he was climbing up. A sweater that his girlfriend knitted for him. A garter stitch, with knitting needles no. 9. He dressed warmly. Yet, he was still cold. He felt warmer as he was climbing up. But it was colder in the […]
Read MorePrometheus’s Regret, by M.B. McLatchey
Posted on December 10, 2019
I will always place the mission first. I will never accept defeat. I will never quit. I will never leave a fallen comrade. -Soldier’s Creed The Hand A harder man was what I meant to make, my print an atlas stitched to a boy’s soft side. His mind changed from the heat inside my palm […]
Read MoreChanges, by Cyn Los
Posted on November 27, 2019
I remember . some mozo was looking . through the open window . at the humiliated gringa . […]
Read MoreWhen I’m Gone, I’ll Come Back as a Window, by Claudia Serea
Posted on November 27, 2019
And you won’t know it’s me. At night, I’ll watch the moonlight fall in love with the faucet. I’ll listen to the mice in their corners and to the house creaks, full of thoughts, and to your sighs upstairs when you lie awake in your bed. Outside, the wind will move […]
Read MoreBeware of the Girl, by Claudia Serea
Posted on November 26, 2019
Beware of the quiet girl, the good girl, the one who likes books, who obeys. Silent as a mouse, one day she’ll pack a suitcase and run away from home, telling her parents she’s at a chemistry conference. She gets off the train in an unfamiliar city in the arms […]
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