Posts Tagged ‘feminism’

While the recent VIDA findings show existing literary rags need to amend their publishing tendencies/policies, a new journal, Adanna, is taking proactive action to the newsstands this summer in the name of the female voice by focusing on female writers and women’s issues.

I know this blog and my writing don’t generally attract readers of the female persuasion, but I am, being one of many men in a generation raised by women, a feminist (once you stop laughing, feel free to continue) and as such urge anyone reading this to buy/read Adanna’s forthcoming Summer 2011 issue. And to make sure your male guilt/feminist intrigue isn’t assuaged for whatever the price per issue is, subscribe! The founder/editor, one Christina Redman-Waldeyer, is an established poet, educator, and, dare I say it…woman. She’s published 2 books through Muse Pie Press, a repeat offender in the propagation of critically chosen poems (don’t let the fact that one of their projects has published a couple of my pieces dissuade you).

Of course if you are a woman or are currently writing about women or their myriad issues, Adanna is currently calling for submissions. Help them get the word out by raising your voice!


Seeing Red (& Blue)

Posted: February 10, 2011 in Misc
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Last year, more red poems appeared in literary journals* than blue poems. Look! There was much shock and fury when VIDATM‘s pie charts pointed out poems penned by penises enjoyed prevalent publication in 2010 whilst the virtuosity of vaginal verse was nigh vilified to the point of vagrancy via very thinly veiled institutional marginalization. Book reviews and editor genders shared similar ratios.


As a male author, it’s easy to look at such charts and shrug off the results as an exercise in subjectivity. After all, the published poems and reviewed books which comprised the male-weighted ratio obviously fit the issue/flow better, were of better quality, or spoke more personally to the editor in charge of fingering submissions for acceptance. Ah, but in that latter sentiment is the pet from the hand that consistently rubs the pussy’s fur the wrong way.