Event: Poetry reading and open mic with Alice Osborn and Harry Calhoun
Where: UnVine'd Wine Bar and Tapas, 201 W. Chatham St., #103, Olde Cary Commons
When: Wednesday, March 19, 7:30-9:30 p.m.
For my part, I’ll be reading a few new ones, ranging in topic from “the family aliens” to “the untouchable squirrels,” so if the titles are any indication you shouldn't be bored. However, if you do find yourself climbing the walls, I know from experience that they’re “adorned with artwork from local artists, courtesy of Manifestationz Art Gallery.” So hands off the art, and keep your ears on the poetry, OK?
New Book ... order now!
Failure is Unimportant from Flutter Press
In Failure is Unimportant, Harry Calhoun once again writes about courage and failure, life and death and the layers of what seem on the surface to be mundane daily occurrences. Reviewers have compared his work to that of Billy Collins and Raymond Carver, and reviewer Phebe Davidson has described his poetry as “deft and adroit, conversational and profound.”
Receive a 40 percent discount if you order by September 5, 2013.
"Harry Calhoun’s two chapbooks published in 2012 invite readers to re-enter poetry with open ears and eyes, to rediscover the freshness a good poem can deliver ... Clearly, this is the voice of someone who loves both his wife and his craft as a poet. As “The Bookmark” makes clear, these loves are made wonderful, at least in part, by their attainability, by their sheer, accessible presence in his life." -- Phebe Davidson, reviewer for Wild Goose Poetry Review. To read the entire review Click here.
How Love Conquers the World from Flutter Press
"Calhoun’s greatest strength in these poems lies in the unaffected clarity with which he shares the lucky burden of loving." -- Phebe Davidson, reviewer for Wild Goose Poetry Review
"The poems in Harry Calhoun's How Love Conquers the World are sturdy testaments to the power of love — and poetry — to save existence from chaos, depression, meaninglessness, and boredom. They are as sweet as first love and as warm and tender as post-coital sleep." -- Howie Good, author of The Death of Me
Get a sneak preview. Read the title poem in Harry's new book Maintenance and Death Online at Orange Room Review.
It’s here! The second edition of Maintenance and Death is now available from Pig in a Poke Press. E-mail Harry Calhoun for information on pricing and ordering. The first edition of the chapbook from Pig Ear Press is now sold out, but the second edition is beautifully printed and priced to sell, containing all the poems from the original edition and with a new foreword by Pete Lally, the first edition's publisher.
Harry did buy a few copies of the first edition run that he may be willing to part with to special fans. E-mail Harry if you are interested.
E-mail Harry for details on getting a signed copy. Hurry -- they're going fast!
"Maintenance and Death ... brings the same unaffected clarity (as How Love Conquers the World) to somewhat more somber aspects of life–the indignities of passing time, the inevitable loss of much that is loved. The poems, perhaps because they are freighted with such inevitability, amplify Calhoun’s considerable skill with image and metaphor, his acute awareness of need, desire, and the heart’s determination."-- Phebe Davidson, reviewer for Wild Goose Poetry Review
"I think what I appreciate most, and what draws me to your poetry, is the way you seamlessly write about the layers of what on the surface appears like mundane daily occurrences. Truly enjoying Maintenance and Death." -- Julie Taylor
Retro from Propaganda Press
Harking back to the retro days of yore, these are poems from Harry's younger days that he is still at peace with. Written in the 1980s and 90s, these poems are representative of some of Harry's best work that stand the test of time. They’re gathered in a collection for the first time, giving you a peek into Harry's sordid past. The Propaganda Press site calls them “Emotional, gripping, cerebral, thought-provoking, emptying, humorous, important.” Harry calls them “definitely worth six bucks.”