May Snakeskin: BREATHE

March 3, 2021

Rosie Miles will be the guest editor of the May issue. She explains:

Topic for May 2021 Snakeskin: BREATHE

Guest edited by Rosie Miles

Breathe in. Breathe out. Breathe in. Breathe out.

I can’t breathe!”

Allow yourself to breathe. Let the wine breathe. Take time to breathe. Breathe a sigh of relief.

Who has breathed their last? Who can barely breathe? Who is still struggling to breathe?

What is it like to breathe again? What (new) spirit breathes among us?

Breathe energy, breathe fear, breathe courage, breathe air, breathe hope, breathe peace, breathe deeply, breathe freely.

What are you/we breathing new life into?

Breathe it all in.

Please respond to the theme as imaginatively and expansively and arrestingly as only poets can!

  1. Send up to four poems to Rosie Miles (info@rosiemilespoet.com) in one single word.docx or pdf attachment.
  2. Please start each poem on a new page.
  3. Your document should be named ‘BREATHE_Yourname’.
  4. Likewise please put ‘BREATHE Yourname’ in the Subject Line of your email.
  5. A brief “Hello”/introductory note in your email is welcome.
  6. Deadline Monday 5th April 2021.
  7. Poets whose poems are being included in the May 2021 edition of Snakeskin will be notified at the end of the month.

Another Snakeskin Zoom meeting

March 3, 2021

The January meeting was most enjoyable, and there will be a new one on Thursday March 18th, at 7.00 p.m. (London time).

Six or seven Snakeskin poets will be reading from their work, so that we can all put faces and voices to the names we see on our screens.

I have sent an email to my list of attendees from the previous meeting. The list may not be complete, though, and maybe others would like to attend. If you have not received an email, and would like to join in, please send a note to simmersgeorge@yahoo.co.uk.


March Snakeskin will be USEFUL

February 1, 2021

February Snakeskin is now online, and is the usual cornucopia of various verses. You’ll enjoy it.

The important news is that next month Snakeskin will consist entirely of USEFUL POETRY.

Too often the unimaginative and the semi-literate decry poetry as useless. We shall prove them wrong with an issue of verse with a real-world practical purpose. Expect rhymed recipes, mnemonics, advice to the lovelorn, counselling for the obese, and so forth. Submissions are requested.


Two new collections

January 28, 2021

I’ve recently received two very enjoyable collections by Snakeskin poets.
David Callin is from the Isle of Man, and Always, as its title suggest, a pamphlet full of appreciation of what will endure – though many poems, looking back, communicate vividly a sense of what has not endured, even on his home island, where change comes more slowly than on the mainland. ‘Lost Pubs of Douglas’ for example, is a hymn of nostalgia for boozers past. ‘First Lessons in Wendish’ regrets languages that have disappeared.
David Callin likes old films. There is an affectionate tribute to the great Douglas Fairbanks, and he shares my delight in the great train movies of the 1930s:
I would like to go
On an old-fashioned sleeper,
caught up in some
intrigue of caper,

dodging the
unkind intentions
of chaps with guns
and cops with truncheons.

Perhaps the poems of his that I like best though, are those with a taste of the uncanny. Click here to read ‘Witches’, which appeared in Snakeskin a couple of years back.
Always is published by Dreich Chapbooks, price £5.

Ragpicking Ezekiel’s Bones by Pamela Sumners is a much heftier volume – 190 pages of idiosyncratic and original poems.
It is a book that takes you to unexpected places. Click here for a sample, the remarkable series of poems: The Patient in Room 327 has Too Much and Too Little Time on her Hands .That sequence was her first appearance in Snakeskin. Her poems are for people who want to be challenged. The ones I found most remarkable were those about her mother’s incarceration in an institution, such as ‘Bryce’, and ‘My Mother’s Guest Room.’ Some of these poems can be painful to read. Pamela Sumners does not avoid tough subjects. She deserves to be read.
Ragpicking Ezekiel’s Bones is published by Uncollected Press at $15


Launched!

January 15, 2021

Yes, Old and Bookish is now well and truly launched.

A big crowd gathered yesterday evening to join in the celebration (which also acted as Snakeskin’s twenty-fifth birthday party). The editor was especially glad to meet Snakeskin contributors whose work he had enjoyed for years, but whose faces had until now been unknown to him.

The editor also thoroughly enjoyed reading his poems. His inner ham actor hasn’t had enough outings lately, and this was fun.

The congregation’s comments were very positive, and there was considerable support for future events, where other Snakeskin poets will read their work.

Something else that was mooted was a Snakeskin anthology, showcasing the best of our twenty-five years. It’ll be hard work putting this together, but with luck it will hit the bookstores before next Christmas.

Keep an eye on this blog for further details of these two projects.

For more information on Old and Bookish, please click here.


A Zooming Booklaunch

January 7, 2021

In this month’s Snakeskin we announce a special event. As part of the celebrations of our twenty-fifth anniversary, we are holding a Zooming online launch for the editor’s new collection, ‘ Old and Bookish’. This will be on Thursday January 14th at 7 p.m. (London time).

For details of the collection, click here.

Over its long history, we’ve never had a get-together for Snakeskin poets and supporters before, so this is a
long-overdue opportunity for us all to put faces to names, as well as a chance to celebrate. If you are interested in joining in, please drop an email to simmersgeorge@yahoo.co.uk, and your name will be added to the Zoom invitation list.


Season’s Greetings

December 24, 2020

This poem from Susan Jarvis Bryant slid into in Snakeskin‘s inbox today. Too late for December’s magazine, of course, and it’ll be out of date by the time January’s arrives – so we’re delighted to say that she has allowed us to share it with you on this blog:

Bah Humbug!

‘Tis the night before Christmas; it pains me to say –
The North Pole’s on lockdown. St. Nick’s sold his sleigh.
The elves have been furloughed; they’re living in dread.
The toy factory’s folded and Rudolph is dead.

The threat Santa poses is now existential.
His starry-night jaunts are declared non-essential.
He’ll sully the chimneys, leave germs on lit trees;
They’ve cancelled his yuletide killing sprees.

Be warned, the “new normal” is gift-less and grim;
Kris Kringle’s gone bust and he’s hitting the gin.
He’s near suicidal with no HO HO HO
In scarlet pajamas with nowhere to go.

‘Tis the night before Christmas and who gives a damn.
The season is missing the bearded main man.
Since Santa’s accused of the worst type of vice,
He’s not fit to judge who is naughty or nice.

The saddest of all is his “stimulus check” –
So meager it won’t buy a present or deck
His bleak, barren hall with one bough of green holly,
Resuscitate Rudolph or bring back our jolly!


Twenty-Five Years

December 1, 2020

Happy Birthday to Snakeskin.

The first issue of the webzine hit the baby Internet back in 1995. We’ve come a long way since then.

The special anniversary issue is now online, including poems by Snakeskin regulars, and by newcomers.

It also contains details of the editor’s new poetry collection, Old and Bookish. Fuller details of that will be coming to this blog very soon.


The Cryptids are Coming!

October 19, 2020

It’ll be here soon – November Snakeskin, full of the strangest creatures you can imagine.

Guest-edited by Jessy Randall, this will be quite unlike any other issue of the webzine. Make sure you check it out on November 1st. Expect the unexpected.


Tim’s Blog

October 12, 2020

Tim Taylor is a fellow member of the Holme Valley Poets, and has a blog at: timwordsblog.wordpress.com .

He sometimes invites others to contribute guest poems, and today he offers a niche for a poem of mine, The Test. I wrote this thinking about the disparity between the huge faceless authority of the exam boards, and the vulnerability of children.

In many ways I approve of examinations – if only because when at school I generally did better in exams than in routine schoolwork. But the exam boards take themselves so seriously these days, and have too much power. Schools are forced to tailor their curricula and teach to the test, in order to get the results that will keep OFSTED at bay.

But whatever you think of exams, do take a look at Tim’s hospitable blog.