Sunday, October 1, 2017

@BroadkillR featured on DE local affiliate: Writers Edition @kgekker @SScottWhitaker

From Hal Wilson's website:

"The September/October issue of The Broadkill Review, one of the significant literary journals published in the Mid-Atlantic Region, reached readers last week.  In addition to its normal non-fiction, poetry, fiction and book review offerings, this issue features a fiction genre called “speculative fiction” or spec-fic as it is also known. If this is a new literary term for you, as it was for me, we’re fortunate to have Scott Whitaker, Managing Editor of the Broadkill review as our guest tomorrow, September 28at 9:00 am on Delmarva Public Radio’s Delmarva Today: Writer’s Edition, WSDL 90.7 to explain it to us. In his introduction to the genre in the Review,  for example, Whitaker argues:

 Speculative fiction (and its nonfiction cousin, true crime)  explore the grand question: “what if?” Noted author Stephen King often said “what if?” is the primary philosophical question driving artists across genres in America. And spec fic is big business, mind you. Games, movies, web-series, not to mention books, novellas, and even poetry. The market is thirsty for new work that dares to think big. Science fiction and fantasy markets are interested in reading fiction that deals with climate change (either head-on, or in some world building way), and the influence of authoritarian powers upon technology. The market has become more than just pulpy sci-fi, or sword and sorcery, it’s highbrow and brainy, and takes itself seriously (but thankfully not too seriously).

 Christopher Weston will also be with us to discuss his “speculative fiction” short story Ordvicia. We’re also fortunate to have poet Katherine Gekker with us to read and discuss a number of her poems appearing in the current issue of the Review. And last, but by no means least, the Review’s poetry editor Linda Blasky will also be with us to discuss the poetry she looks for to publish in the Review.

If you’re outside the Delmarva Public Radio WSDL 90.7 listening area, you can hear the program streamed on the station’s website at In addition, the program will be podcast and available on the same website soon following the broadcast. A link to the broadcast and the podcast is placed on my website .

Tune in. I think you'll be glad you did.

Hal Wilson"

Monday, July 31, 2017

See what our #editors have lined up for #summerreading. Part 1 of 2

                            The Broadkill River, courtesy of the Cape GazetteDENY HOWETH PHOTO

Part one of two.  

Summer reading lists are a time honored tradition. Schools sometimes require them, magazines and journals share their favorites, and avid readers page through countless blogs and feeds to find new and exciting writers to thumb through. Ah, the abundance of summer.

The current issue of the Broadkill Review is up here.  We are reading fiction for the November and December issue, and reading poetry for the January and February issue.

Linda Blaskey, poetry editor, Dogfish Head Poetry Prize coordinator

Two poetry collections:  Marie Howe's Magdalene; and Nathan McClain's Scale.  

One novel: Joseph Conrad's Heart of Darkness.  

And one collection of essays: Ellen Gilchrist's Things like the Truth: Out of My Later Years.

Jamie Brown, founder of the Broadkill River Press, and the Broadkill Review

Roth Unbound:A Writer and His Books, by Claudia Roth Pierpont

Pastoral Nomadism in the Mari Kingdom (ca. 1830-1760 B.C.), Victor Matthews' dissertation from 1977

Tripping Over Memorial Day, by David P. Kozinski (poetry)

Inner Asia and Its Contacts with Medieval Europe, by Dennis Sinor

Weather-Magic in Inner Asia, by Adam Molnar


Ten Burnt Offerings, by Louis MacNeice

and am soon to start:

I'd Die for You and Other Lost Stories, by F. Scott Fitzgerald

The Hemingway Files, by H. K. Bush


"Some Notes on the Etymology of Sabir" by Peter Golden

"Written Sources about the Early History of Xiongnu" by S. S. Miniaev

Pater Lango's review of Andras Paloczi Horvath's Peoples of Eastern Origin in Medieval Hungary

and hope to get to: 

Mark Scroggins bio of Zukovsky The Poem of a Life

Margaret Atwood's The Heart Goes Last, and 

John Irving's Avenue of Mysteries

Tuesday, June 27, 2017

We will relaunch in July. New #poetry, #fiction, #literaryhistory, #poetryreviews, #writiinglife, & an absurdist #tenminuteplay

The above graphic was created with wordle. As you can see, names are the most used words in our newest issue. Also of note: protesters, father, marmosets, zoo, started, house, bold, to name a few.

Our goal is to continue bringing The Broadkill Review to you via the internet, rather than a pdf download. We hope this switch of medium will allow you to share the BKR with those you love, and those who wish to find your work.

More teases to come.

Saturday, May 6, 2017

From last weekend's reading at the Bethesda Writing Center

From left to right:  Amanda Newell, Sid Gold, Bill Rivera, Laura Bryslawski-Miller, Mary Ann Larkin, Linda Blaskey, Jim Bourey, Sherry Chappelle.

Keep your eyes and ears open for news around the DelMarVa area for literary events and readings. If you are hosting an event or reading, let us know. We can help get the word out.

Sunday, April 30, 2017

Gerry LaFemina's Psalm... the last Sunday in #NationalPoetryMonth

Gerry LaFemina is the director of the Frostburg Center for Creative Writing at Frostburg State University, where he is an associate professor of English, and teaches in Carlow University’s low-residency MFA program.


Pity the woman on today’s news who can’t forget anything–pinpoint a date, a year, and she’ll say who she was with, the news of the day.

Pity the woman in the hotel lobby holding her head, her visible cheek streaked.

Pity the victim & the witness.

Pity the perpetrator, too, who even as I write this crumples up his guilt & tosses it into the confessional of St. Stanislaw’s.

I’ve seen them all & kept walking, for what else could I do?

I’ve seen the businessman feeding pigeons & starlings at the corner of Broadway & Wall, tossing them the bread of his sandwich.

I’ve seen the way he looked at Trinity Church across the street but, even now, I can’t describe the expression sculpted into his cheeks.

Then came the sound of bells from its steeple in the melody of a hymn.

Then came the taxi that whisked me away from that drama.

Pity the cabbie & his family in the Ukraine with whom he’s lost all contact.

Imagine his wife holding her forehead half the world away.

Then came her tears so much like all of our tears, like all of our griefs & our happinesses, too.

Then came a cresting wave of sirens like trumpets: one squad car.  Two.  Three.  An ambulance also.

Pity the family & the children in the nearby parochial school asked to pray.

Then came the voices of six year olds in prayer.

I’ve seen those kids playing hopscotch & tag in the courtyard at recess.

Imagine to have been that free to laugh.

I’ve seen the ambulances outside the building, a gurney covered by a blank sheet, the EMTs silent.

Then came the sobbing relative consoled by a neighbor.

I’ve been the neighbor, counseled the crying mother of a dead friend.

Imagine me walking with her, her left hand at her forehead, her right hand clutching me, praying or cursing–I couldn’t tell which–in the old language.           

Imagine walking the streets a week later, how good it felt, the hot wind blowing on such a hot day.

Saturday, April 29, 2017

For a tall #poet, Hiram Larew writes short #poetry. "NationalPoetryMonth

Hiram Larew is one of the tallest poets in the greater DC area. Most of his poems are surprisingly short. He won Baltimore's 1999 ARTSCAPE prize for poetry, and for that, recently had his first collection of poems published. 


You love what's next more than people -
If you could marry tomorrow you would with ribbons
And with a devotion that echoes -
You're so grateful for what's unknown

While your past was likely a big knobby knee
In fact your future will be the roll of town bells -
There's something not here about you

Said most
You’re truly a vine that swirls all the way up
Into the fairy tale sky  
While everyone else is digging

Whatever else happens
You're proving at last how important it is
To cut life in two up the middle.

Friday, April 28, 2017

David P. Kozinski's Scream At Three AM for your daily #NationalPoetryMonth selection

David P. Kozinski received Honorable Mention in Philadelphia Poets’  7th Annual John & Rose Petracca & Family Award. He won the seventh annual Dogfish Head Poetry Prize, which included publication of his chapbook, Loopholes. He conducted a workshop on poetry presentation at the Manayunk-Roxborough Art Center. More than 100 of Kozinski’s poems have appeared in print and online in publications such as Apiary, The Fox Chase Review,, Mad Poets Review, Margie and Schuylkill Valley Journal

Scream At Three A.M.

I’m ready to say something as grandiose as,
“I’m worth more dead than alive,”
when a fox shrieks from a nearby field

the one that ran through plum petals
with a bird in its mouth
yesterday morning.

This would be funnier from
a fifteen-year-old face, one without hair
misfiring from nostrils and ear wells,

without the pocks and gray deflations;
from one who has yet to feel the pierce of talons
or sound out the urgency

of a vixen’s scream in the dark,
the gash any mother feels
when a whelp is ripped away.