Tag Archives: A Global Divergent Literary Collective

Christine Ray – Composition of a Woman Like no Other

Christine Ray – Hero and tamer of words

“If the heart of the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective is the impressive collection of writers and their work, editors and their passion, readers and their appreciation, then surely Christine Ray has been a potent infusion of life for us all.

For the past two years, Christine Ray has been a valued, and much loved, member of the Sudden Denouement Literary Collective. As a writer, Christine is nothing short of impressive. As a poet, Christine is nothing short of phenomenal. With her vivid imagery and the unfiltered passion she leaves on her page, it was no surprise when Christine developed a large following of fans and a rock solid appreciation and respect from her collective, and the writers who run tight in influential social media circles, none of which are an easy feat.”
https://suddendenouement.com/2018/10/31/christine-ray-the-composition-of-a-woman-like-no-other/

Sudden Denouement’s First Short Story Literary Prize – Open For Submissions Nov 1, 2018

Since its inception in 2016, The Sudden Denouement Literary Collective has had the privilege of featuring some of today’s most fearless writers. With members that span the globe and editors who share a passion for pushing boundaries, we as a collective have enjoyed reading, promoting, and watching the success of each individual artist as they have grown in their craft and left their mark upon the literary world.

Now, as writers and readers, editors and fans, we at Sudden Denouement Literary Collective are ecstatic to open up the doors to our outstanding, award winning collective, and invite you all in to pull up a chair and tell us your stories.

The Sudden Denouement Literary Collective, and Sudden Denouement Publishing, are pleased to dip our toes into the waters of great literary contests and announce our first ever short story literary prize with a call for submissions from all of you…
https://suddendenouement.com/2018/10/28/sudden-denouements-first-short-story-literary-prize-open-for-submissions-nov-1-2018/

Day 1 – Patrick Hart

A new voice and sirensong enthralling: Patrick Hart
https://suddendenouement.com/2018/10/23/day-1-patrick-hart/

“Forgiveness is found in the cooling of blatant heat
A treasure typically reserved
For hunters and priests
Finally shifting in the form of falling leaves
A light reprieve
From hollow hell and dampened glory

The sky awakens to bodies succumbing
To the Cliff Swallow’s song
A disbelief of patience
That strands the torture of constant war, for
Beauty is a season in desire
It is a body bright
Knotted In the fingers of sunlight
And a bored man’s tongue
Can find the fruits of passion
In the throes of this calm union

Roadside Maples dance in irenic fashion
With acorn offerings littering
The feet of wolves nurturing the day
And autumn prints pry fault
From the aging jetty of the mind…”

[Patrick Hart is a transplanted South Georgian writer who originally hails from Hampton Roads Virginia. He currently serves in the United States Air Force, as an air traffic controller.

Like most of us, Patrick draws most of his inspiration from his history. Through his writing, he seeks to dredge bodies from the dark pools of his mind, as much as he desires to describe and define what life is.

If he had to use one word to describe himself, it would be cerebral.]

Find more of Patrick’s work on Instagram and grab a copy of his stunning debut collection War Paint, published by RadPress Publishing.

Waste Not, Want No – David Lohrey

Incredible, sensational wordsmithing by David Lohrey:
https://suddendenouement.com/2018/10/24/waste-not-want-no-david-lohrey/

“Good for you is not a greeting. Good for you means congratulations.
These words say good bye. We’re not together.
There’s no but.
Good for you spells doom. It’s the American creed. It’s a celebration
of greed. Good for you doesn’t say hello.

Don’t look at the what, look at the how!
How the now cow, a sound noun, is brown.
There’s no but.
Something really vast has changed.
It’s got a billy goat brain, a hummingbird mouth…”

David Lohrey was born on the Hudson River but grew up on the Mississippi in Memphis. He currently teaches in Tokyo. He has reviewed books for The Los Angeles Times and The Orange County Register, has been a member of the Dramatists Guild in New York, and he is currently writing a memoir of his years living on the Persian Gulf. His latest book, The Other Is Oneself: Postcolonial Identity in a Century of War: 20th Century African and American Writers Respond to Survival and Genocide, is available on Amazon.com. He is also the author of Machiavelli’s Backyard from Sudden Denouement Publishing.

Machiavelli’s Backyard is Available at Amazon.com, Amazon Canada, Amazon Europe, Book Depository and other major book retailers.
Paperback, 106 pages/Published September 1st 2017 by Sudden Denouement Publishing.

Poem by Joey Gould

In the Bedroom the Moon is a Dented Spoon
after Meghan O’Rourke

Were you cantilevered
was the moon a pea on the ceiling

was it inverted
& could you see the peppercorns blinking

how does it not drip

were the slats closed
& did you stop to shatter the bedsheets

did you remove all the metal
& did the quitting hurt

was the weld weakened
what was the sound that hit the floor

was there wind
were you gasping
did it smell like leaves….”

https://oddballmagazine.com/2018/10/03/poem-by-joey-gould/

Photography by Glenn Bowie.

Joey Gould is a writing tutor from Hopedale, MA who has been working for Mass Poetry since 2011, teaching workshops across MA, facilitating the Mass Poetry Festival, & volunteering for Louder Than a Bomb MA. His work, which has been nominated for Bettering American Poetry (twice) & a Pushcart, is easily Googled.

two forks #1 – Lois E. Linkens

Staggering piece by Lois E. Linkens

“Once I met a fork in that craggy road,

And it did two bold options so present –

Two ways in which to go, with choice proceed

Across the scanty plains of life and breath.

One was easy. Simple love for concrete minds

As was solid writ, to nakedness combine

And so become a woman in the truest sense.

Like that! I’d live by Eden’s face and hence

Would bat all questions to our bodied stance”….

https://loislinks.wordpress.com/2018/10/02/two-forks-1/

Art by Dan Hillier.

Solemn Zeros – RamJet Poetry

Perfection in verse by RamJet Poetry:

“In summary, there was purpose
prefecture, pandemonium, permanence
fingers frayed the stitching
ignominious example in grocery-cart aisles
uncommon disorders frequently populating
the deserted isles
unexpectedly, the vase fell from the table
untouched it shattered
flowers and pottery scattered across the floor
as galaxies flowed into void…”

ramjetpoetry.wordpress.com/2018/09/30/solemn-zeros

Lettered jailer – Iulia Halatz

Lettered jailer – My latest poem for Sudden Denouement Literary Collective

You look so sane
potentially careful and serene
Smirk-at-arms
atoning for
the perfumed gaiety
and colorless skies.

The fire in the autumn
dictates the ice in the new moon.

My love,
When are you going to make up your mind?
Set me free
word upon word
I throw in your face
unsubmissive of your bars…
When are you going to break the gloom?
Sorrowless
is your world
You grow your stamina
from my pain…

Minstrels sing of legendary lands
You sing of the legendary cavern
lettered for me.

Some words are
like the spring wind
building with
cherry blossoms
the library
of scent…

Some words
tell
the snows of June
makeshift
a gilded cage
Lit only by a shadow…

Your words are the haze
that glimmers in the distance
Dystopian love
ruling
over eight kingdoms.

One day
I am walking
in a field of poppies
with a sun
that clears
a golden path for me.

The next day
I am bleeding
on thistles and thorns.

You are betrayer
of words
and pilferer of dreams…

Your love expires
every time we drink
the shade of the evening
and the rumours in the stars.

© Iulia Halatz

suddendenouement.com/2018/10/17/lettered-jailer-iulia-halatz

“Writing is an Iron Tale, must be tough and sincere to the core of human perception of pain as valor. I am the grumpy T-Rex who started writing out of pain, not because of a polished world. Writing out of love is painless and herbivore. As we sometimes taste blood, ours or others’. Nevertheless, some words are so expensive that we are better left with them unspoken or write them with the ink of a Ghost…” – Iulia is a teacher, entrepreneur and cyclist.

My Second Miracle – Jasper Kerkau

My Second Miracle

“I hate social media. I met my ex-wife on Myspace. We got married two months later, at least if my memory serves me correctly. My marriage outlasted Myspace, but it felt just as vapid. But, at least out of married I got two miracles. I never wanted a second child. I started late, and I was afraid of having a girl. The odds were against me. Because I was never particularly lucky, I knew my second would be a girl. I sat sweating nervously while they performed the ultrasound.”Congratulations, its a girl!” My ex was beaming…”

jasperkerkauwriting.com/2018/09/23/my-second-miracle

Jasper Kerkau is writer/editor/co-founder of Sudden Denouement Literary Collective and Sudden Denouement Publishing.