About Snakeskin

Snakeskin Poetry Webzine was founded in 1995. It welcomes a wide range of verse, and has published poets from many countries. Its values and ambitions are  expressed in Wayne Carvosso’s Credo, which appeared in the first issue of the magazine:

The serpent whispered unto Eve:
“Think and feel; don’t just believe.”
This made the earth’s foundations shake.
We are the kindred of that snake.

The snake is mean; the snake is low;
The snake goes where it wants to go,
But takes a devious path. We take
The same. We’re kindred of the snake.

A poet should not hope to gain
Approval from the good or sane.
As bad as Byron, mad as Blake
Are the kindred of the snake.

Don’t worry; we shan’t fill each page
With mumblings mystic or New Age.
The flakey must be free to flake,
But we are kindred of the snake.

Nor shall we sit to lunch with those
Who moralise in semi-prose.
A poem should be rich as cake,
Say the kindred of the snake.

We trust no level tones; we ride
The roller-coaster of our pride.
The gonads’ rage, and yearning’s ache
Speak through the kindred of the snake.

Wayne Carvosso

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