Thursday, October 30, 2014

Call for Submissions: Volume 4, Issue 4

FOR PUBLICATION CONSIDERATION IN BLAST FURNACE VOLUME 4, ISSUE  4, SLATED FOR LATE DECEMBER RELEASE:

As a reminder: we accept a few kinds of submission formats: portable document format (.pdf), rich text format (.rft) and .doc/docx (Microsoft Word) files, OR .mp3/.wav audio files.

That said...please submit no more than three (3) of your BEST poems, or, if you prefer to create an audio recording of yourself reciting your poetry, send ONLY ONE (1) file attachment of NOT MORE THAN 2 MINUTES/120 seconds in total duration to http://blastfurnace.submittable.com/Submit

For our sixteenth issue, we are entertaining poems with the theme of resolutions, as well as fine original poetry outside of this/these theme(s). We simply ask that individual submissions do NOT exceed more than three (3) poems per poet, and that each individual poem NOT exceed more than three (3) pages.

Please read our Mission/Values, Submission Guidelines and Frequently Asked Questions (FAQs) posted near the top of our web page, before submitting to review what resonates with us. We love a variety of poetic styles, but we are also picky. 

DEADLINE: December 15, 2014, at 11:59 PM EST

Blast Furnace listed in The HyperTexts

We're pleased to see Blast Furnace receive recognition recently by The HyperTexts, an on-line poetry journal published by Editor in Arrears, Michael R. Burch, in his post The Best Poetry Magazines and Literary Journals for Submissions.

Many thanks to The HyperTexts for inclusion in this fine list of literary publications.

The Heart as Country: Volume 4, Issue 3

I love the experience of being a poetry editor.

In re-reading, for the umpteenth time, Blast Furnace Volume 4, Issue 3, I am reminded of the privilege it is to be part of the poetry community. Each issue, in fact, prompts this response in me, though there is truly something to the theme of and response to "love of country" that cuts to the bone.

In this edition, we wear our hearts--our countries--on our sleeves in poems boasting eagles at breakfast, cowboys loving on peaches, a French mosquito's perspective, the physical act of carrying Fender amps, stacks of books and accordions. Our love, or love-sickness (or sometimes just plain sickness) of homeland imbues war veteran wisdom shared in camper conversation; sitting down to coffee with a drifter; the raw reality of missiles washing onto beaches that many of us cannot begin to imagine.

The gift of living, at least partly, in the literary arena is the generous exposure it offers--to unfamiliar territories made accessible with each poem. I am grateful for every single one of these new worlds.

- R. Clever, Editor