STRIVER by kevin mcpherson eckhoff

Poetry Pause spotlight with above/ground press

Name: STRIVER by kevin mcpherson eckhoff Poem: He, me, I. Striver. We downplay youth. Think I’m calling from deep in helpful deception, in Athens? Florida wilderness sidesteps civilization, fetches excrement bowls. Offensive, lamps beat the neonatal pandas. The signals witness me, Striver, calling you from Lothlórien. Underworlds unite. Die, Satan. Dangerous 23 mittens? Yes. Before you age, know jamborees. You bother Jesus. Anger yourself thin, you knobtwat. Me? I tried to beguile something: God. Something chitchats, spokesperson to people. Calibrating a push, I act, but I love misjustice. You question acting because your choruses disappoint. Prick up the mephedrone, jailmates, it’s Striver. I’m calling to say I overact. You know that monotony, freeloading like the hairdo? Is gonorrhea because the riptides honour morgues? Often, a lifeless river lefthandedly justifies a little sin. Knowledge: you want more. Jackhammers abduct cities, snugglefests. Wrongly, villages belittle a whereabouts. Time does whatever. Upheaved forest bothers any thieves. Between agonies, forgive dead receivers. Be forgotten, besides misspent. My ductwork dead, fused. Sauron’s work and family? Cryoculture. All over the place, enjambments. I was James, Striver. Bathmats flowered straight and puerile: you. Like a king, lethality borders one thingy, and then borders the opposite thingy. End of Poem. Credits: Copyright © kevin mcpherson eckhoff Originally published in DIETING HERB WIT (above/ground press, 2020) kevin mcpherson eckhoff is a writer, editor, actor, and comedian. His book their biography (Book*hug) was described by The Globe & Mail as “wide-ranging” and “incredibly playful,” while Michael Dennis called his chapbook Circadia (Gaspereau Press) “scatalogical gold”. When not writing, kevin acts in films, like Nuptials and Recon; when not acting, he teaches essay demolition and creative wording at Okanagan College; when not teaching, he manages our teeth, a micropress dedicated to making small, odd bookish objects; when not micropressing, he daddles and hubbubs in a log home on 16 acres within traditional Splats'in territories.

above/ground press is an Ottawa-based poetry chapbook press edited/published by rob mclennan, now celebrating twenty-seven years of continuous operation, having launched its first titles way back on July 9, 1993. above/ground press has produced more than one thousand publications-to-date, including some four hundred-plus single-author poetry chapbooks and three hundred and fifty single-poem broadsides, and currently produces the quarterly journal Touch the Donkey [a small poetry journal], and occasional journals The Peter F. Yacht Club and G U E S T [a journal of guest editors]. Over the past decade or so, the press has been managing some seventy single-author chapbooks a year, providing an exciting mix of Canadian and international authors, emerging and established poets, and experimental and visual works alongside the more traditional lyric, mailing irregular packages as part of both a subscription base and as individual orders. There have been two full-length decade roundups produced-to-date as trade editions—Groundswell: the best of above/ground press: 1993-2003 (Broken Jaw Press, 2003) and Ground Rules: the best of above/ground press: 2003-2013 (Chaudiere Books, 2013)—with a third anthology scheduled for 2023 with Invisible Publishing. The host of The Factory Reading Series, founded January 1993, above/ground recently extended its reach into a new online venture: periodicities: a journal of poetry and poetics and ‘virtual reading series’: https://periodicityjournal.blogspot.com/. The press moves where the editor/publisher’s interest move, as well as where his energies might allow. Where might we go next?