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New Chapbook from Poet Justin Belote

Posted in Uncategorized on April 20, 2014 by paulscotaugust

I know Justin Belote from the Summer Writing Seminar at Sarah Lawrence and had to pleasure to read many of his poems over the past couple of years as he attended VCU for his MFA. I just ordered myself a copy of his new chapbook Mixtape of the Unsaid on Edwin E. Smith Publishing. Looking forward to getting it!

It’s available here on Amazon…

Some blurbs:

The poems of J.S. Belote are lean, gracefully hewn, and above all able to extract the surreal from the quotidian with refreshing naturalness and urgency. These are haunting lyrics of dazzling promise. -David Wojahn

In stripped-down language braced with tensile emotional strength, J. S. Belote traverses the landscape of love and loss in Mixtape of the Unsaid, his first collection of poems. Whether speaking to seagulls of Nietzsche or meditating on the presence of absence in an empty red dress, these delicate and exacting meditative elegies resist both lament and hope in favor of reverence. Embracing emotionally associative connections in poems that create truth beyond memory, beyond the intellectual, the collection neither speaks about the world nor imitates it; rather the poems embody life s most authentic moments even as death stares on with eyes yellow and hollow. A serious and ambitious first collection, Belote s eye turns toward a world he names in startlingly fresh imagery, giving us work perfectly poised in the language of being. -Virginia Slachman

Spring 2014 Poetry Readings

Posted in Uncategorized on April 6, 2014 by paulscotaugust

I will be reading my poems at the following places this spring:

March 20th – Downtown Books, Milwaukee, WI.

March 27th – The Chazen Museum – Madison, WI.

April 21st – WFOP Fox Valley Poetry Series, Harmony Cafe – 233 E. College Ave., Appleton, WI

April 27th – Stoneboat 4.23 Launch Reading, Paradigm Coffee and Music, 1202 N. 8th Street in Sheboygan, WI.

April 28th – Middle Coast Poets Reading Series – River West Public House, Milwaukee, WI.

New Poem at Heron Tree

Posted in Uncategorized on April 6, 2014 by paulscotaugust

My poem Driving Home, Just North of Chetek will appear the third week of April on Heron Tree.

Three New Poems at Connotation Press

Posted in Uncategorized on April 6, 2014 by paulscotaugust

I have three new poems coming out this spring at Connotations Press: An Online Artifact.

The Ice Finally Goes Out on Lake Chetek

Leaving Chetek on Sunday Night

Two Bedroom House For Sale in Chetek, WI

All three will appear on the poetry section of their website soon.

New Poem in The Lindenwood Review

Posted in Uncategorized on June 13, 2013 by paulscotaugust

My poem Parallel Lines Meeting in Flame appears in the 2013 Issue of The Lindenwood Review.

Subscriptions and information about The Lindenwood Review can be found here.

The current issue features my poem online, too.

Los Angeles Review Podcast – Episode #2: Reset Button

Posted in Uncategorized on April 13, 2012 by paulscotaugust

I am included on the latest podcast at The Los Angeles Review: “Episode 2, Reset Button.”

I read my poem from LAR #9 titled “Aubade, Pleasant Street.”

Enjoy the pod cast here.

Poem on the Radio!

Posted in Uncategorized on April 4, 2012 by paulscotaugust

Today, as part of National Poetry Month, WUWM (Our local NPR affiliate) replayed part of an interview where I talk a bit about and then read My poem, Railroad Bridge, Rice Lake, Wisconsin. The poem originally was published in Passages North magazine.

A link can be found here of the audio plus a small article about the poem.

Enjoy!

Anguish and Wolfenbarger

Posted in Uncategorized on January 15, 2012 by paulscotaugust

Anguish & Wolfenbarger

While she waits on tables at the Dallas City Café,
she glances up through the greasy front windows
at the Anguish & Wolfenbarger Ford Dealership
across and slightly down the street. People in town
just call it The Anguish. The name still makes her
wince. Today is Tuesday, so she takes her coffee
break at 2:15, just like she does every Tuesday,
sits at the table in the front and waits. She’ll see
the Greyhound Bus as it motors down Main Street,
stops at the railroad tracks, the driver looking down
the rails that extend in each direction to the horizon,
becoming arrows he wishes he could grab onto and use
to launch himself into another life that is not this one.
She’ll watch as the bus crosses the tracks and pulls
over at the far end of the auto shop to either catch
or release another passenger. Or more likely, no one
does either, and the driver shuffles inside for a cup
of vending machine coffee and a piss, before leaning
against the brick wall along the alley and having a smoke,
then getting back on the bus. He always leans in the exact
place where her Billy did that day, where the metal plate
on the wall is falling away from the bricks, where he smoked
one Lucky Strike after another until the bus pulled up
and he turned to her, winked, and climbed into the past.

Paul Scot August

(Published January 2012 in Bending Light Into Verse, Volume III)

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