Amy King is the recipient of the 2015 Women’s National Book Association (WNBA) Award. Her latest collection, The Missing Museum, is a 2015 Tarpaulin Sky Book Prize winner. She’s co-editor of the anthology Big Energy Poets: Ecopoetry Thinks Climate Change and the anthology series, Bettering American Poetry. King is a professor of creative writing at SUNY Nassau Community College. King has also taught poetry workshops at such places as the San Francisco State University Poetry Center and the Summer Writing Program @ Naropa University. Her poems have been nominated for numerous Pushcart Prizes, she was a Lambda Literary finalist, and she was the recipient of a MacArthur Scholarship for Poetry. Amy founded and curated, from 2006, the Brooklyn-based reading series, The Stain of Poetry, until 2010. Readings, reviews and more @ www.AmyKing.org .

If I don't know you or if we don't have several friends in common, please send me a message along with your friend request. Among other journals and collected works, my poetry has appeared (or will soon appear) in Boxcar Poetry Review, Mipo publications (print, digital, radio), Poems Niederngasse, Empowerment4Women,Cliffs: Soundings, Main Street Rag, Chiron Review, Wild Goose Review and The Dead Mule. I was featured poet in In The Fray and Empowerment4Women in 2008, and in From East to West, winter 2009. I also was nominated for a Pushcart Prize in 2008 and two in 2009. I also wite short forms and have been published in many journals and anthologies. My most recent collection of poetry is Truth and Other Lies, 2022, before thar, My Southern Childhood, 2020…, released in 2017 is When The Wolves Are At The Door Hang On, with Michael Parker, and earlier, Shadows Trail Them Home with Scott Owens, Postscripts to the Dead, by MiPOEsias Publications and is available on MagCloud (PDF version is free). The Nature of Attraction, with Scott Owens, was released by Main Street Rag July 2010. Before it, in 2009, Lumox Press published Sea Trails, a book of poems/log notes/charts/photos based on my 1977 trip in a 22 foot sailboat. Lummox also published my third chapbook, Hesitant Commitments as part of its Little Red Book series in 2008. These two are out of print but I have a few personal copies. Copies of Abrasions, my first chapbook, are still available. Contact me at campris@bellsouth.net I also publish haiga, tanka and haiku quite extensively. Squalls On The Horizon, published by Nixes Mate, a book of tanka, will be available March 15, 2017, A Clinical Psychologist by profession, I've lived in the Midwest, Hawaii, New England (primarily Boston, where three years were spent in a commune). I moved to Florida where I now live via a six month meandering trip in my 22 foot sailboat with a companion. I'm married. No kids. Two pets. Glad I did things important to me when I could, since ME/CFS took me to the mat in 1990. Don't say 'I'll do it when I retire'. That opportunity may not come again.

at 13 i fell in love with a 15 year old girl, who sooned turned 16, & able to drive. i wrote long-hand love poems to her in notebooks, the most forceful act i cld do when not talking to her on the phone for many solid hours. i don't remeber how we ended, but at my first year of college in 1972 she was in an accident, her vett slipped under the back of a semi truck, decapitating her. poetry became energy. my highschool sweetheart kathy must have had hundreds of sappy loves poems written for her, & ultimately there's tragedy there too. i felt my being bend to forms of poetry, felt most comfortable with the likes of ez pound & charles olson & robert creeley & william carlos williams, but read various outshoots from w.s. merwin to ms. plath, to the beats, kerouac, to henry miller, buwoski, intrigued by language poets i.e., larry eigner, & the PROCESS, which i knew in my early 20's wld be a life-long process. a poet must live by his wit's, i remember creeley explaining in an interview, & my wits had me working in various factories for 35 years. still, thru all the decades, i wrote. i cldn't NOT write. it was NECESSARY. i had no control. wild years of drunken readings. & most of the details i cannot recall. these days, married to ann, who is also a writer, who fell in love with in the mountains of new hampshire 25 years from suddenly hearing her voice in my soon-be-lost house thru a long marriage into divorce & the rage of that, hell, but ann, my love, soul-mate moved up against lake erie & we married & aging without mercy, thanks the stars for the strike at the last factory, i'm out of that, into something different: weighed against 350 degree presses & fiberglass dust, all metals yell, & i sit in a partial cubicle now, headset on, keyboard under my finger & the computer screen. it isn't a job without stress, & it doesn't pay factory wages, & the hours change weekly; whatever, at age 54 i'm a poet. i've worked relentlessly. i never want to stop.

John Korn began writing poetry around 2002. He grew up and still lives in Pittsburgh PA. He has an Associates Degree from Community College of Allegheny County, and would like to further his education some day. He worked in a second hand store for three years and is currently a social worker. John draws and paints on occasion, is interested in digital film making, and would like to attempt different forms of story telling, audio, visual and written word. His new book of poetry, Television Farm, is available at amazon.com. An interview with the author can be found here: http://blog.writersdigest.com/poetica...