Earlier this week, I was flipping through NDQ 88.1/2 and a short poem by David R. Solheim stopped me in my tracks. Maybe it is the onset of fall or my ongoing realization that the “north country” is indeed a very quiet place.
In any event, I won’t clutter up the page with anything more than my regular advertisement: as you likely know, these days are particularly challenging for many cultural institutions, publishers, and little magazines. So even if NDQ doesn’t float your boat, If you can, consider buying a book from a small press, subscribing to a literary journal (like our UNP stablemate, Hotel Amerika), or otherwise supporting the arts.
I’m from silence
Where little is said
And nothing is
David R. Solheim has published in more than two dozen periodicals and had poems included in five anthologies. Early in his career he had two chapbooks published by Dacotah Territory. His four full-length books of poetry are available via: buffalocommonspress.com.