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JUNE TURNED TO JULY W/ A BANG

2 Jul

This should be my favorite part, right? It’s the celebration. That’s probably why we do this in July.

You know, it’s like I always say, “Fireworks and freedom are nice. But nothing says ‘Sensational Summer in the Midwest’ quite like surrounding yourself with poetry manuscripts, heat, humidity, failing technology, a little bit of cat hair on your t-shirt, and the temptation to announce that ‘all the finalists are winners’. In this version of our future, we spend the rest of our winters churing out generic announcement copy and never quite learning how to do anything on Amazon the right way.

We have been a small press (if defined by laborers) for the last five or six years and you’d think I would have gotten used to this… my procratination turning into actual fear… his indecisiveness turning to urgency and complete commitment. Followed, of course, by a series of e-mails where I string this process along for just another day or a few more moments. You see, once the selection has been made the pressure is suddenly on me to make the announcement.

Think about it… I just suggested that I thought all our finalists were worth publishing and now you want me to publish a post celebrating their achievement?! I don’t ever want to be the reason someone doesn’t give one of our author’s works a shot… I am partially joking, partially exposing myself for how insecure and foolish I am, but I am mostly trying to say that this position is an honor. Typing this post is an honor and an opportunity that I value. Thank you for supporting us. Thank you for buying our authors books or submitting to our contest. You might not be doing the Lord’s work, but you’re helping us keep captivating and compelling poetry in the hands of those who not only want it but NEED it.


I usually begin posts like this by saying something like, “Our decision was anything but easy…” No matter how cliche or unoriginal those words might be this year’s contest might have been the hardest to call yet. The 42 Miles Press family would like to welcome their newest member to the family. And while you shouldn’t expect an updated family portrait in this year’s Christmas card… you can expect to see…

[Dramatic pause.]

William Stobb has won the (2018) 42 Miles Press Poetry Award for his manuscript You Are Still Alive. The award includes a $1,000 prize in addition to the publication of his book by 42 Miles Press in September 2019. William will depart from Little Falls, Minnesota and will be invited to give a reading (and raise an appropriate amount of literary hell) in South Bend Indiana. The reading will be co-presented by Indiana University South Bend and will be an evening unlike any other. From Series Editor, David Dodd Lee (& the rest of the 42M crew), we’d like to say, welcome, feel free to make yourself at home.

A LITTLE ABOUT OUR NEWEST AUTHOR:
William Stobb is a native of Little Falls, Minnesota, home of Charles Lindbergh and Frank Wachlarowicz, and birthplace of Louise Erdrich. Stobb has also lived in Grand Forks, Minneapolis, Denver, Reno, and now with his spouse and children in La Crosse, Wisconsin, just 200 miles downstream on the Mississippi River from where he was born. He has worked in radio stations and restaurants, sold pool tables, played saxophone in a swing ensemble, written a procedures manual for a public housing authority, and taught a variety of writing classes. Stobb’s previous poetry collections include the National Poetry Series selection, Nervous Systems (Penguin 2007), Pointless Channel (Goss 183, 2011), and For Better Night Vision (Black Rock Press 2000). He works on the editorial staff of Conduit, and on the faculty of the University of Wisconsin – La Crosse


To recycle some recycled copy… and polish it up a bit for reproduction: If you are unfamiliar with who we are, what we do, and how or why we do it… you’re not alone. Get to know us in person or via the google machine. 42 Miles Press is based at Indiana University in historic South Bend, Indiana. We publish books (and chapbooks) of poetry, including the winner of the annual 42 Miles Press Poetry Prize. Our yearly contest. Currently, we accept submissions through the 42 Miles Press Poetry Prize Contest. The annual reading period is Dec 1-March 1.


Mary Ann Samyn’s Air, Light, Dust, Shadow, Distance (Winner of the [2017] 42M Poetry Award) will be available on Amazon and SPD this fall.

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Decoherence // Poems by Nate Pritts Available for Pre-Order

9 Aug

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from the forthcoming Decoherence by Nate Pritts.

For more information or to pre-order click here.

 

Happy Friday, yes?

27 Jan

Interested poets, you still have 33 days to submit to the 2017 42 Miles Press Poetry Award contest.

In the meantime, Kimberly Lambright’s Ultra-Cabin (winner of the 42 Miles Press Poetry Award), is available to be previewed and purchased at SPD and Amazon. And… an awesome interview with the author can be found here.

And, because it’s Friday, and I’m thinking about Spring… here are two poems from Superstition Review by the 2017 42 Miles Press Poetry Award winner, Nate Pritts (DECOHERENCE, forthcoming). 

 

 

“1988” from Kimberly Lambright’s ULTRA-CABIN, coming 09/01/16

17 Aug

Kimberly Lambright’s Ultra-Cabin, winner of the 42 Miles Press Poetry Award, will be available for purchase on September 1, 2016 (Amazon, SPD)… in the meantime, here’s my favorite poem about lemonade.

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“Wrap” from Kimberly Lambright’s ULTRA-CABIN, coming 09/01/16

17 Aug

Here’s another poem, a cold one for a warm evening.

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From Kimberly Lambright’s Ultra-Cabin, winner of the 42 Miles Press Poetry Award, available September 1, 2016 (Amazon, SPD).

Announcing the Winner and Runners-Up of the (2016) 42 Miles Press Poetry Award

2 Jul

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Well, we are a day behind making this announcement, but what can we say, the competition this year was fierce. Thank you to everyone that submitted to our competition this year, without you, this press, specifically, this competition would not be possible.

Our decision was anything but easy, but we are pleased to announce that Nate Pritts has won the (2016) 42 Miles Press Poetry Award for his manuscript, Revenant Tracer. The award includes a $1,000 prize in addition to the publication of his book by 42 Miles Press in September 2017. Nate will give a reading at Indiana University South Bend upon publication. Congratulations, sir. Welcome to the 42 Miles Press family!

A little about our newest author:
Nate Pritts is the Director and Founding Editor of H_NGM_N (2001), an independent publishing house that started as a mimeograph ‘zine and which has grown to encompass an annual online journal, an occasional digital chapbook series, a continuing series of single-author books and sporadic limited edition/low-fi projects.

He is also the author of seven books of poetry, most recently Right Now More Than Ever (2013) and the forthcoming Post Human. Publishers Weekly described his fifth book, Sweet Nothing (2011), as “both baroque and irreverent, banal and romantic, his poems […] arrive at a place of vulnerability and sincerity.” POETRY Magazine called his The Wonderfull Yeare (2009), “rich, vivid, intimate, & somewhat troubled” while The Rumpus called Big Bright Sun (2010) “a textual record of mistakes made and insights gleaned…[in] a voice that knows its part in self-destruction.”

Pritts is an Associate Professor at Ashford University where he serves as Curriculum Lead and Administrative head of the Film program.

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*An earlier version of “Sonnet No. 44” appeared in Sonnets: Translating and Rewriting Shakespeare (Nightboat Books).

The runners-up for the (2016) 42 Miles Press Poetry Award are:
Graeme Bezanson – The Jewels Are For Luck,  first runner-up
Sarah Barber – Country House, second runner-up
Monica Berlin – Maybe To Region, third runner-up

A list of the (2016) 42 Miles Press Poetry Award Finalists (as posted on 6/24/16 ) can be found here.

 

TWO POEMS TO READ AT 4:13 PM

8 Oct
G’afternoon’, South Bend & beyond!
It’s 4:13 PM on the eighth day of October.
Here are two poems and a photograph of a bass guitar…

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GHOST
By Leila Chatti

I like how easily I see
through you. There,

the slumbering bulb
of your heart

between the dead-branch-
thicket of your ribs.

Your fingers spindles
of air, slightly blue around

each tip. All
day I feel their cold

constant touch. You are heavier
than I thought; you cast long shadows

in the dark. I want to spend all night
talking into your silence.

In bed, you curl your whole nothing
against me, arm at my waist

my arm, breath on
my neck, my breath.

* poem from decomP, August 2014 (http://www.decompmagazine.com/ghost.htm)


THINGS THAT ARE MUFFLED OPEN
By Kristin Abraham

We start off slow like this, red. Watch
the stones tipping off our shoes, the snow.
Each second small and aspirin-flavored,
the learning of childhood. May I sit? May I
stand? Look both ways, please & thank you.
(Curtsy to the crowd.) (Pause for applause.)
May I sit? The world is gathering itself up
to answer, making hesitant check-marks.
May I stand? Lists of hurt already long
enough. Long enough, the world begins,
begins a sigh. So we’re looking at the
cracks in the lampshade. Looking for
the yellow to come through, where there’s biology: electricity: math, meaning
the more we touch it, the more it spreads.
Like menthol, heat rash. The louder it gets.
Stand back; I’m going to need that air.

* poem from Little Red Riding Hood Missed the Bus, Subito Press, 2008