On Cosmopolitanism, the Social Writer, and the Ways We Should Move Around Us.

For those that follow me on social media, you realize that I’ve been a poet on the go the last few months. I am one of those blessed writers that gets to travel for their work and as such I’ve gotten an excellent opportunity to meet writers in communities from Chicago to Pelee Island toContinue reading “On Cosmopolitanism, the Social Writer, and the Ways We Should Move Around Us.”

This Rock Shall Shake Forth the Better Year

Time to reach out from the wintry basement perch of this writer. We’ve all cleared out from 2017 and all of creation around here feels cleansed from the meteor a few weeks back. Nothing like a giant rock blowing up above you to clear out the bad funk left from a year a lot ofContinue reading “This Rock Shall Shake Forth the Better Year”

Adherents to the Lyrics of the Places We’ve Lived: Notes on the Second Book.

So today it is. This is official release date for my second poetry collection, This City at the Crossroads. This is that moment where the writer rejoices, embraces the idea that their work has been brought forth to the world, and all the toil behind it is officially brought from the private shadow into theContinue reading “Adherents to the Lyrics of the Places We’ve Lived: Notes on the Second Book.”

May This Rock be Truth: Thoughts on the Newest Project

One of the best things with having completed a MFA is that you generally exit the program with more work than you would ever have thought likely to use. Truthfully, much of it can be left behind. But there are other bits, the stuff that marked a turn perhaps in the everyday often written underContinue reading “May This Rock be Truth: Thoughts on the Newest Project”

Lost in the Hoosier Heartland: Notes from the Desk of D.A. Lockhart

I’ve been thinking and working a great deal in the realm of Indiana, getting lost in the Hoosier Heartland if you will. Perhaps it came from the great darkness that seemed to have gripped onto the river narrows since the start of the year. That darkness brought on the need to day dream about warm,Continue reading “Lost in the Hoosier Heartland: Notes from the Desk of D.A. Lockhart”

Rail Jumping: Working Two Genres at Once

One novel, one poetry collection, and grant writing. In the midst of a heavy writing season here at the old homestead, (albeit a very urban homestead, but I generally like the idea of a homestead, so let’s call it a homestead) and I’ve doing some interesting mental gymnastics here. Maybe not gymnastics, but more aContinue reading “Rail Jumping: Working Two Genres at Once”

Weight of Just One Small Book

Let’s start with this: I received the first physical copy of my first book of poetry, Big Medicine Comes to Erie, just a day or so ago. And I’m still not entirely sure that the entire whiplash of actually having a published book available to the world has fully sunk in. Mainly, this should beContinue reading “Weight of Just One Small Book”

Update from the Desk of D.A. Lockhart: Exactly What Have I Been Up To?

The view from the office now is of trees in full-leaf and the steady hungry scavenging of grackles on the lawn. This means that we survived the great darkness of winter and the muck of spring. But as you know, summer isn’t exactly the great rest period for small press publishers and poets. That’s theContinue reading “Update from the Desk of D.A. Lockhart: Exactly What Have I Been Up To?”

Manuscripts Abound and the Waning Darkness of Winter: From the Desk of D.A. Lockhart

It’s been a busy week at ’round the desk.  The press has picked up a second book this week and we’re putting the final touches on the Nicholson manuscript. The press is also officially situated in Detroit with some serious thought to opening a Windsor/Canadian branch in the near future.  In short,  we are goingContinue reading “Manuscripts Abound and the Waning Darkness of Winter: From the Desk of D.A. Lockhart”