5/10/2005

Fields strewn with machines rusting,
Poets lurking beside poisoned waters
Sucking empty wine bottles like dried teats,
Carving icons into dead grey flesh.
Sunrise means nothing to us,
Sunset underscores the drag of life.
Blood hosed from sidewalk to sewer;
I will die, too, soon.
Brain cloud glowers, reticent, lingering,
Making flowers black beneath my eye.
Guns and bombs fuck joy.
Love cowers in darkness.
My muse is an accomplice to mass murder.
I feel dirty but where can I wash?

M.Hill

Just Lines on Paper #1

                                                                 COPYRIGHT 2011 by D. Blake Wertz


This is Blake's first mini-comic. Contact him at:

D. Blake Werts
12339 Chesley Drive
Charlotte, NC 28277or
bwerts@vnet.net

NOT MY SMALL DIARY #16

  "All aboard Not My Small Diary #16! This issue is full to the brim with true stories about Transportation from a collection of your favorite artists. You'll experience everything from skateboarding to car wrecks to subway stories and more. Buckle up and enjot the ride! When you're done check out the artists' websites as well as mine: www.mysmallwebpage.com. -Delaine the Diary Master"

SPACE PEOPLE

Here are some fotos from the Small Press Alternative Comics Expo 2011 in Columbus, Ohio, on March 19-20.

(What about "comix"?) I met Bruce Chrislip (City Limits Gazette) and Steve Willis (Morty Dog) in Seattle and McCleary, Washington, in 1988. Dan Taylor is a contributor to The Worker Poet. Maximum Traffic has been printing my pages in The White Bufallo Gazette for years, and even introduced me to my wife. Sean Biery was a fellow artist on Modernman #3, as were Willis and Traffic. I never met Michelangelo Cicerone but he is guilty by association. John Porcellino draws King Cat Comics, and very well indeed. Colin Upton publishes Self-Indulgent Comics from Canada. Blake Werts helped me print Modernman #4 at the convention. I also met old cohort Matt Feazell, who is releasing the first "Cynicalman" movie real soon, old Kinko's co-workerSean Atkins/ http://www.workshop13.net/,

and other oldsters whom I will plug as soon as I get my comic books back.

For more on this story see SPACE REPORT, parts 1-17 at http://www.mortythedog.com/  When ordering comix from Bruce and Steve, be sure to say, "More goetta, please!"

    Bruce Chrislip

Dan Taylor and Steve Willis

Michelangelo Cicerone, John Porcellino

and The Curator

 Colin Upton and Blake Werts

Sean Biery and Steve Willis

Historic Document Opposing Kinzua Dam Returned to Seneca Nation

  Todd Betts, of Warren, Pennsylvania, returned a historic petition written by the Mothers of the Seneca Nation to President Robert Odawi Porter and nation citizens in a formal presentation in front of the Seneca Legislative Council on March 12.
  The petition was circulated for signatures in 1956 when the Army Corps of Engineers was developing plans to construct the Kinzua Dam – a massive structure that would flood 10,000 acres of Seneca Nation land and effect the forced removal of hundreds of Seneca residents from their homes. The Mothers of the Seneca Nation signed the petition opposing the plan, furthering the nation’s unsuccessful struggle to block the project.


Full Story:
http://www.infowarhorse.com/historic-document-opposing-kinzua-dam-returned-to-seneca-nation/

NEW PUBLICATIONS

The White Buffalo Gazette

Buzz Buzzizyk, editor

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2010

Newave! The Underground Mini Comix of the 1980's

Michael Dowers, editor

Fantagraphics Books

2010

AVAILABLE ONLINE

New Issues Due Out Soon

  New issues of  Not My Small Diary by Delaine from Birmingham, Alabama, and The White Bufallo Gazette, from Maximum Traffic, Butler, Pennsylvania, are due at the printers very soon. These 'zines will be loaded with wonderful comix, and this issue of WBG is going to be a super-gigantic enormity of devastating proportions, so watch out. Contact information will be printed in this space by the publication dates.

The Moon (a poem)

Reason fades as you rise

Obscured by your brilliance.

Blue halo wreathing your face,

Stars bow in your presence.

Shining night joy delight my daylight mind.

Sing of Sin as I dream in your pale embrace.

Under a strong moon we walk

Along a  pale blue and indigo shore.

Gods posing as stars watch us move in our ultra-black dance.

Let the earth turn.

Let the moon rise.

Who blows God Daddy I wonder?

We the breath of eternity.

There will be a dawn (a poem)

There will be a dawn
Waking to sweet morning
As one I remember coming through my eyes in heaven


Undisturbed she bares her skin
Undisturbed she walks in her skin
In water bathing radiant light
In water she loves the radiant light


There will be days and nights
Mornings and evenings
Noons and midnights
When I lie and ask
When I wish her standing
Naked force in my room
Under the sky when she returns


Words fit into place
Fit broken phrases to tongue
Making leaps and connections
An answer or reassurance or revival