Linking here to another outstanding poem by Dennis Villelmi. This one was just published by In Between Hangovers.
The piece is haunting and perfect. The stream-of-consciousness style works beautifully. It characterizes the speaker in depth, and it surprises us when it arrives at its terrible conclusion.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again — I envy this man’s talent.
Source: Like Something Outta Shelley by Dennis Villelmi
I am honored to share here that my colleagues over at The Bees Are Dead have agreed to publish my science fiction – horror story, “At the End of the World, My Daughter Wept Metal.”
The story, which originally appeared in Dagda Publishing’s “All Hail the New Flesh” story anthology, should be featured at the online magazine’s website by the end of this month. I will post a link here when it appears.
I am quite grateful to Philippe Atherton-Blenkiron and Dennis Villelmi for this opportunity — not to mention B.A.D.’s invaluable editorial input, which helped me to tighten up my writing considerably. Cheers, Mates!
*Covfefe dooon’t like it …
ROCK the Casbah, ROCK the Casbah!
Covfefe dooon’t like it …
ROCK the Casbah, ROCK the Casbah!
*In best doctor voice: “Okay, now turn your head and covfefe.”
*”Covfefe at me, Bro!!!”
Okay, I will stop making these jokes tonight.
I was chatting with Dennis Villelmi today, and I told him the entire situation is stupid on so many levels. The president is stupid for tweeting “covfefe;” WE are stupid for finding it so funny, as though we were a group of junior high school students; the press sounds at least a little stupid for asking about an obvious typo’s “meaning;” Trump’s supporters are stupid for buying into the idea that it was a message in Arabic; Sean Spicer is stupid for trying to pretend that it was … a coded message? To a “small number of people?”
At the same time he’s trying to avoid the implication that Trump or his people are passing information to the Russians?
Be sure to stop by The Bees Are Dead for Dennis Villelmi’s interview with actor and author Rob Goodman. Depending on your tastes in film and television, you might recognize him from “Gangs of New York” (2002), “Game of Thrones” (2014) or “The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen” (2003).
Mr. Goodman was a truly wonderful interviewee, and spoke on subjects ranging from his own tumultuous school days to the field of paranormal inquiry known as psychogeography.
And hey — while you’re there at The Bees Are Dead, also be sure to peruse Ryan Quinn Flanagan’s poem, “The Birds of Afghanistan.” It’s a terrific piece.
There is a dichotomy to Dennis Villelmi’s poetic voice. His work is at once grotesque and baroquely alluring; his poems are beautifully crafted to describe appalling subjects. I think that this is what makes me envy and return to his work, time and again — in addition to the facts that Dennis is a valued friend and that I enjoy dark poetry. I think that if I had to sum up what attracts me to his poetry, it would be his apparently effortless mastery of juxtaposing elegant language with horrifying subjects.
His newly published “As Zion’s Drawn” is an excellent example. (You can find it here over at The Bees Are Dead.)
This is the second in Dennis’ series of poems inspired by the research and writing of Richard Patterson, who has traveled the world gathering historical evidence that Jack the Ripper was actually former medical student Francis J. Thompson. (Mr. Patterson has graciously given his approval to Dennis and B.A.D. for this literary homage.) For more information about Patterson’s startling body of work, visit his website here at http://www.francisjthompson.com/.
For the first installment in this series of poems, please see “The Hidden Player” at The Bees Are Dead.
There’s a terrific review over at The Bees Are Dead for Barbie Wilde’s short story anthology, “Voices of the Damned.” If you’ve been following this blog, then you know that my colleague Dennis Villelmi interviewed Wilde for B.A.D. last Halloween — in addition to being an accomplished author, she is none other than the female Cenobite from 1988’s “Hellbound: Hellraiser II.”
The review is right here: Voices of the Damned. And while you’re over at B.A.D., be sure to check out some dystopian poetry by Paul Brookes and Robert Alan Rife.
My friend and colleague Dennis Villelmi interviewed Nicholas Vince, a.k.a. “Chatterbox,” from the classic “Hellraiser” films! This is the second interview of a “Cenobite” for The Bees Are Dead transatlantic magazine. (He interviewed Barbie Wilde this past Fall.)
Congratulations on a great interview, Dennis!