Good Old Days: A Poetry and Prose Anthology

Status: Estimated: 50 to 90 pages perfect bound. Tentative July--31 July 2024

  • Submissions accepted only via on line form (added to this page later). 
  • Submissions accepted from a former contributor or someone recommended by a former contributor.
  • Only one submission per poet/writer.
  • Poem may not exceed 37 lines (includes title author's name and a blank line prior to the poem) flash fiction should not exceed 325 words (bottom line is that the flash fiction must fit on a 5.5"x8.5" page with .5 top and bottom and .75 right and left margins)
  • NOTE: Contributors may purchase the book at a reduced rate upon publication. 
Old Mountain Press  

will publish a collection of poetry by a number of poets.  Our goal is to gather enough quality poems and flash fiction for an estimated 50 to 90 page book with the theme to go with the cover (to your right):  Anything  about memories/events from the past good, bad, funny, sad, etc or Summer time. Would like to have as many poets involved as possible.  Requirements are below. Authors receive publishing credit and retain all rights to their work but agree to the inclusion of their poem in this collection of poetry.

  • Author must have rights to the poem (previously published OK). 
  • Poem may not exceed 38 lines flash fiction may not exceed 325 words (this includes title, spaces, and author's name). 
  • Poetry lines that  exceed 55 letters and spaces will wrap and count as two lines.
  • Initially, only one poem/flash fiction per writer, so give it your best shot:-)
  • Sample title and first line below


Title of Poem/Flash Fiction
Author's Name

Begin poem/flash fiction

Submit Your Work
 

Cover photo by Carolyn York. On the corner of Bracken and Steele Streets in Sanford, NC, this house is a fascination to Carolyn each morning as she walks to volunteer work at HAVEN in Lee County or at the Arts Council office a few blocks from her house. When all the world cleans clothes with washing machines and dryers and laundry pods, one of her neighbors remembers the good old days.

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About the book

Anything about memories/events from the past good, bad, funny, or sad, etc or Summer time.

Sample of the work TBP:

 


 

Well, Hell!

Tom Davis

 

     "Dad, got a call from Ms. Burk down at the draft board." I sat holding the phone in a white-knuckled fist.

     "Yeah?"

     "Well. . . she said. . . you know. . . it looks like my nameís come up." I glanced around my apartment in Athens, Georgia. An overstuffed and stained sofa sat against the far wall, framed by two wooden end tables, each topped with lamps sporting large umbrella-shaped shades. I found myself in a probationary summer quarter of law school at the University of Georgia. I hoped against hope that I would do well enough to get accepted as a regular student in the upcoming fall quarter.

Dadís friends nicknamed him "Lightning" when he was growing up because of his v e r y slow drawl. Now he drew out a question to the point that made me want to scream: "What    do    you    think    youíll    do    about    it?"

     This wasnít the way I envisioned the conversation going. No way. He was a prominent south Georgia lawyer. My grandfather was a federal court judge for the middle district of Georgia. Both had connections up the political chain all the way to Sam Nunn, senator from the great state of Georgia and the chairman of the Senate Armed Services Committee.

     "Well, I donít know. . . Looks like I might. . . You know. . . Have to go in. And, of course, Iíll be in Vietnam before long."

     "Uh huh," came the distant reply.

     I continued, "Well, I looked into the National Guard, but the recruiter told me that they were full up now. Maybe in a month or two an opening would come up. . . and. . . you know. . . I might be able to get in. But I donít have a few months." 

     "Looks like you donít have much of a choice then," Dad said.

I decided to give him one more chance to pull my fat out of the fire as he had always done in the past. "What do you think I should do? You know. . . About this."

     "I think you should be careful and write home often."

     Well, Hell!


TOM DAVISí publishing credits include Poets Forum, The Carolina Runner, Triathlon Today, Georgia Athlete, The Fayetteville Observerís Saturday Extra, A Loving Voice Vol. I and II, Special Warfare., and Winston-Salem Writersí POETRY IN PLAIN SIGHT program for 2013 and 2021. He has authored several books. Tom, a retired Special Forces soldier, has written and published his memoir, The Most Fun I Ever Had With My Clothes On: A March From Private to Colonel.


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