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I'm excited to announce that my chapbook NOT IF BUT WHEN, which won Salt Hill's Third Annual Dead Lake Chapbook competition and features 28 of my Poems in Which, now exists in the world and is available here (http://salthilljournal.net/not-if-but-when/) if anyone is interested in it! Check out some sample poems from it here: http://jlconrad.com/NIBW!

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I’m happy to have my poem “Looking Back, September” included in the newest issue of Birdfeast, which went live earlier today! Check it out if you are looking for a small dose of sadness to begin your weekend.

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Friends! I'm super-excited/thrilled/etc. to announce that my poetry chapbook NOT IF BUT WHEN has won Salt Hill’s Dead Lake Chapbook Contest and will be published in early 2016! Stay tuned for updates!

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MEMORIOUS 22

If my poems in the new issue of Memorious are any indication, then I have a habit of writing about (a) cats and (b) illnesses. Here are two poems: "Postpartum" and "A dangerous time: these hours in the night." I'm very happy today to be counted among the contributors to this fine journal!

Finding Something

JACK GILBERT

I say moon is horses in the tempered dark, because horse is the closest I can get to it. I sit on the terrace of this worn villa the king's telegrapher built on the mountain that looks down on a blue sea and the small white ferry that crosses slowly to the next island each noon. Michiko is dying in the house behind me, the long windows open so I can hear the faint sound she will make when she wants watermelon to suck or so I can take her to a bucket in the corner of the high-ceilinged room which is the best we can do for a chamber pot. She will lean against my leg as she sits so as not to fall over in her weakness. How strange and fine to get so near to it. The arches of her feet are like voices of children calling in the grove of lemon trees, where my heart is as helpless as crushed birds. [from The Great Fires: Poems, 1982-1992 (1996)]

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I'm thrilled to have my poems become Feature #113 for Anti-! This is good news for a Sunday morning!

last days of summer (2013)

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I'm excited to have two poems in the new issue of iO: A Journal of New American Poetry, hot off the press today; check out "Poem in Which We Locate the Omphalos" and "Poem in Which I Inhabit the Spectral"!