Poem of the Day
Another short one for a sunny, cold Saturday as I head to work at the hippie shop.
Stylized Vision
A poem reflecting the attitude expressed in this prior post. Stylized Vision Traveling for sense where one privacy place verges through to the high shows never to happen Phoenix syllables in the maybe-here wait to cop what gone-books leech the given spring within him A time-lightning relationship Now has called the next […]
The Real Rub
Change is in the air.
Picture of My Folks
Here’s a poem I found in a notebook and transcribed. I miss my mom. Picture of My Folks James D. McCallister
More Poetry!
The poetry road continues: I’m beyond thrilled to see three of my quirky little poems published, especially here during this difficult Poetry Month 2020. Click over here not only to read Vigilant Echo, Cold Horrid Movies and Gurgled Reason; stick around to hear the mp3s of me reading them! Thank you, Cathexis Northwest Press! Enjoy.
Poetry Era Begins
Sure. We have at least three more Edgewater County novels in stages of publication prep, a memoir in the oven, and who knows what else in terms of writing projects heading down the Mind Harvest Press pike. But wait; there’s more. The era of James D. McCallister: Poet has arrived.
