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Anna Gragert. Worry Lines.

8 Oct


and we are learning letterpress. a first book: engulf.

13 Apr

A book of instant haiku, made with Bryan Baker (of Signal Return press in Detroit) and two other poets.

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the Baltic Sea

19 Dec


our top 11 posts: poems and interviews you chose

3 Nov

We’ve been here for a year now, and we’ve shared work we believe in, artists and writers who matter, work we love and know you’ll love, too, if you just know it exists. We’re happy you’re walking this path with us.

And as we complete work on the Remaking Moby-Dick special issue and start preparing our late-fall regular issue of the Pea River Journal, we’re reminded of what you’ve loved the most at PRJ in 2013.

Everybody else has a top ten. We have a top 11:

Robert Gray, “Humidity”

Robert Gray, “The Day I Was Born

Grant Clauser, “Objects in Motion

Robert Daniels, “County Employee

Weam Namou, “A Mentor

Joseph Sentrock Perez, Stay Fly

Cheryl Dumesnil, “It’s not the Holy Spirit

Rita Patel, interview

Remaking Moby-Dick call

Jeff St James, “Bush Soul

Molly Gaudry, interview

If you missed any of them, please go read or view them now. And let us (and the artists) know what you think.

And, of course, more is on the way. We are seeing the light at the end of the Melville tunnel and starting to hear the hum and churn of the river again.

sean readingweam

Carmen Amaya. Flamenco.

2 Oct

park, morning

6 Aug

Early morning. Empty park. Empty playground. A class-change bell at the empty school next to the park sounded, inexplicably. No students to change classes in the echoing halls. At the pool, a  clot of children in swimwings bobbed in the deep end listening to their teacher who knelt to explain watery things.


where do you write? everywhere, we hope. anywhere.

31 Jul

(lips) the day we first met

21 Jul


Matt Kish’s page 26 illustration for Moby-Dick: the forest, childhood terrors, and what we imagine in the dark.

8 May

Here’s more of our conversation with Matt Kish, this time focusing on his image that evokes Hawthorne and Jewett and the fairytale.

And Moby-Dick: “…and the nameless, unimaginable, silent form or phantom, to which the hand belonged, seemed closely seated by my bedside.”


And the power to tell is glory.

7 Apr


Badger, Party of 7


james (w) moore

poems, and the poet who poems them

BREVITY's Nonfiction Blog

(Somewhat) Daily News from the World of Literary Nonfiction

Vinita Words

It's always about writing...

David J. Bauman

Co-author of Mapping the Valley

MarLa Sink Druzgal

Freelance Creative Professional

Beth Gilstrap

Writer * Editor * Educator * Weirdo

Anthony Wilson

Lifesaving Poems


Just another site

Grant Clauser

(poetry and other stuff, but mostly poetry)

Guernica / A Magazine of Art & Politics

Just another site

Largehearted Boy

a roominghouse for the servants of the duende