Poet Hound’s First Give-Away: For All These Wretched, Beautiful & Insignificant Things So Uselessly & Carelessly Destroyed by Hosho McCreesh

Yes, that’s right, we are giving away a collection of poems signed by the poet for the first time here on Poet Hound and the rules are simple: Simply prove you have links to both my blog and Mr. McCreesh’s web-site either by leaving a comment with a link to your own blog/web-site or by sending me an e-mail with a link to your blog or web-site.

In order to qualify you must have the following links somewhere on your blog roll/web-site list:

http://hoshomccreesh.com/hoshomccreesh.com/Home.html

and

http://poethound.blogspot.com


You have until Sunday, Sept. 18th 2011, to enter. I will literally draw your names/web-site/blog names out of a hat for the winner and then contact the winner for their mailing address to send them their free copy. The winner will also be posted on Sunday, Sept. 18th so make sure if you do not have a way to be contacted that you can contact me and receive your prize.

It’s as easy as that and I am happy to feature the collection here with a sample poem so you know what the collection is all about:

For All These Wretched, Beautiful, & Insignificant Things So Uselessly & Carelessly Destroyed, Hosho McCreesh’s poems record the city streets of the world and humanity’s attempts to live in a world of madness, hunger, and tragedy. The poems are dark and appealing and are a wake-up call to experience the world around you. I am happy to share a sample poem:


Homeless Man at a Bus Stop on Central Ave.

He wanted to ask for money,
that much was obvious

but before he could
he found himself trapped
in a meaningful conversation
with a stranger

& suddenly it must’ve felt wrong
to somehow cheapen it with a
ham-handed request for something,
anything the stranger could spare.

For a few moments they were just
two guys talking about
something true.

It couldn’t last of course, & ended
in an awkward parting of ways,
he cursing himself
as he walked toward the next bus stop,
trying to remember
not to invest himself
in these current transactions,
not to
connect meaningfully
otherwise he’d spend
the whole goddamned day
sober & starving

with truth.

This poem is intriguing in that you often don’t see a homeless man depicted in any other way than someone who is looking for a hand-out or is simply drunk and sleeping on the sidewalk. Here, a homeless man is having a real conversation, something outside the stereotype for both parties involved in the conversation. I wish we knew more about the discussion they were having, what truth were they speaking of to each other?


If you enjoyed this sample and would like to purchase a copy of the book, it is available at Sunnyoutside Press for $10.00:

http://www.sunnyoutside.com/authors.html

So if you do not enter or do not win the contest, you may visit Sunnyoutside Press of Buffalo, New York, to snag yourself a copy of this poignant collection.

Good luck to all who enter the contest and thanks always for reading…