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Conor Bracken

Conor Bracken wins the Frost Place Chapbook Competition

Conor Bracken of Houston, TX has won the 2017 Frost Place Chapbook Competition for his manuscript, Henry Kissinger, Mon Amour. Bracken receives a fellowship to the Frost Place Poetry Seminar, a $250.00 prize, and a week to live and write in the Frost Place house in Franconia, NH. Henry Kissinger, Mon Amour will be published by Bull City Press in September, 2017. About the manuscript, judge Diane Seuss said: “These poems churn the guts and delight the senses, the language precise, juicy, with…

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Open Reading Period Results: L. A. Johnson and Michael Parker

Bull City Press is pleased to announce that we will be publishing two chapbooks submitted during our summer 2016 Chapbook Open Reading Period: Little Climates by L. A. Johnson, and Everything, Then and Since by Michael Parker. L. A. Johnson is from California. She received her MFA from Columbia University and is currently pursuing her PhD in literature and creative writing from the University of Southern California, where she is a Provost’s Fellow. Her poems have recently appeared or are forthcoming in The American…

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Anders Carlson-Wee

2015 Frost Place Chapbook Competition Winner: Anders Carlson-Wee

Bull City Press and The Frost Place are pleased to announce that the winner of the 2015 Frost Place Chapbook Contest Sponsored by Bull City Press is Dynamite by Anders Carlson-Wee of Edina, Minnesota.  In addition to Dynamite, the editors at Bull City Press have selected two additional manuscripts for publication: Figuring by Anna Ross of Dorchester, Massachusetts, and Memoranda by Michael Martone of Tuscaloosa, Alabama. The final judge for this year’s competition, Jennifer Grotz, said of Dynamite: “The poems in Anders Carlson Wee’s Dynamite are, as…

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Memoranda by Michael Martone

[wp_cart_button name=”Memoranda” price=”11.00″ shipping=”0.001″] It’s here!  Twenty-five twenty-five word stories from one of America’s most faithful reporters. “We know exactly where we are and who we are in Michael Martone’s Memoranda, and then there’s a space, a blank, a hinge, a hole in the floor, a fold in the space/time continuum, a silent fugue, a “dragon in the crease” as Dickinson says.  Then we’re no longer sure who and where we are.  The memos do what good poems do: they trouble…

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