Two Bits of Poetry-Related News

     First is an award I'm preliminarily nominated for, and second is an online poetry reading I'm participating in.

     Back in September, I sold a poem called "One Last Pie in the Face" to the folks at the Silver Blade webzine. Now, it's apparently been nominated to the preliminary ballot for this year's Rhysling Award, given out by the Science Fiction and Fantasy Poetry Association. It's in the "long poem" category, so it's near the bottom of the list on their webpage. It also still has to make it through the panel of jurors to get onto the final ballot. So more bulletins as events warrant.

     Something that's more likely to happen, however, is coming up on April 13th. I've been invited to take part in the Speculative Sunday poetry reading series. The organizer asked me to have 16 to 18 minutes of poetry ready to read during the course of the hour-long Zoom session, and tickets are free, so well worth the price of admission. Of course, I'll have to get someone to fill in on Episode 2141 of the radio program that afternoon, and I'll have to see about not kicking over my computer or falling out of my chair during the reading. So again, we'll see how that goes!

                                        Mike

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