I am very pleased to have my photography featured in the latest issue of Bold + Italic. You can view it here: https://boldplusitalic.wordpress.com/2019/06/27/nmarks-equinox/
My short fiction piece “Hopper” is now available in The Blue Nib no. 38. You can read it here: https://thebluenib.com/article/hopper-by-jeremy-nathan-marks/
Thank you to Mosh Lit for publishing my piece, “Play pioneer” which you can read here:
“U.S.A. is the slick of a continent. U.S.A. is a group of holding companies, some aggregations of trade unions, a set of laws bound in calf, radio network, a chain of moving picture theatres, a column of stockquotations rubbed out and written in by a Western Union boy on a blackboard, a publiclibrary full of old newspapers and dogeared historybooks with protests scrawled on the margins in pencil, U.S.A. is the world’s greatest rivervalley fringed with mountains and hills. U.S.A. is a set of bigmouthed officials with too many bankaccounts. U.S.A. is a lot of men buried in their uniforms in Arlington Cemetery. U.S.A. is the letters at the end of an address when you are away from home. But mostly U.S.A. is the speech of the people.” -John Dos Passos, preface to U.S.A.
Unlikely Stories has always been very good to me. It is an honor to be published by them again. I also appreciate that they are asking their authors to recommend a charity which they can promote. I chose the Center for Biological Diversity (a link to it is at the end of my posted bio on their website).
You can read two of my short fiction pieces here: http://www.unlikelystories.org/content/no-trumps-to-play-and-hard-truths
When it comes to the fiction of Cormac McCarthy, I rely on the words of the late Edith Hamilton: “None but a poet can write a tragedy. For tragedy is nothing less than pain transmuted into exaltation.” (The Greek Way, pp. 166)
From Verse of Silence (Spring 2019):
be like Brahma
We spent the afternoon listening to cracking trees
and rescuing voles pushed from their holes
by the surging river
I remember saying
let’s take the ferry if it’s running
the tide has never been higher
and my companion said
we’re wearing ponchos and boots
up to our knees
the time has never been better
These were suburban adventures.
I would watch rain fall
and wonder how the water
would school be cancelled
in a divine blessing
while my father thought over
insurance like a good accountant
the way any householder considering
the future for his children would
saying non-being is my being
ready to drown in cold water.
-Jeremy Nathan Marks