Official Release Date for Before the Bridges Fell by me (David L O’Nan) on Cajun Mutt Press

Before the Bridges Fell will be releasing on March 15th on Cajun Mutt Press. Poems included will be Narcissism Taxi Cab Parades, Black Jackets and Boneless, They Had Sadness in their Eyes (Like in Littleton), Remembering Carol Anderson, The Fevers of the Mind Inspire Artwork Series, They Are Running My Prints, Scattered Christmas Garbage, Those Hazels They Slice, Living In This Toxic Coalmine, Everyone is Kerouac, The Devil’s Beach Sonnets, Radio Ghosts, A Coffee Shop Chronicle, Fumbles Through the Cloverleafs (Like Gerard Malanga), A Pond full of Stars, In 1961…In 1961, By Our Well, Rumors of Candles, Circles in the Puddles for Jehovah, Villa, Flowers for Jordanna, The War is Like Honey in Holiday Lights, Miles Away from the Las Vegas Eyeball, Backyard Barbie Dolls, 41 Candles, Heartbreak by the Seashore (inspired by Audrey Hepburn), For the Creation of Katie, Oil Trough, Moving the Needle, Midnight Angel, East Orange Hospital, Bobby and Edie, Bury Me as a Chrysalis, I Was Hanging Onto the Fox, Opium Den Horses, Smallpox Vaccine, The Haunting of Saint Robert, Rattlesnakes, Crossing Your Legs at the Church at Wasson, Faux Warhola, Archaic Motorcycle Breath, The Severance of Your Genius (In Little Papercuts), By the Almond Tree, Frothy Landscapes, Lipstick Sunset, Prudence of Anguish, My Black Dahlia Poison Caterpillar, The Flood We Drank in ’38, The Algebra of Broken Mirrors, Burning that Cherry Wood Door, …And I Will Burn Down the New Circus, Blue Jay on the Corner, As a Couple of Passengers, Winding Roads to Felicity, and Claudette Dying.

Here is some praise from various poets & musicians whom have read the book.

“Enter the shadow realms of the creative imagination. Embrace the logic of surrealism, of waking dreams, of hallucination. Sing the poem songs of delusion, pain, struggle, suffering, desire, exultation. Turn back the cover, crawl into BEFORE THE BRIDGES FELL, and enjoy the brilliant poetry of David L O’Nan.” – Ron Whitehead (U.S. National Beat Poet Laureate)

David L O’ Nan’s dreamscapes in Before the Bridges Fell begin and end with a wild incantatory mythic tone: the book opens w/a hitchhiker, an internal monologist-Cassandra, a prophet journeying thru small town America. We enter w/them into a shotgun ride through Hell. With a visionary sensibility that never lets up, whether it’s broken nostalgia, the neon memories of punk or mid-west beats & NYC dreamers, this book is a responsive mix, its pop-inflected ballads, flash-surreal gorgeously stimulating epics pummeling the frontal cortex and the rear-view mirror of the reader’s brain.

O’Nan perfects a highly personal image-repertoire, including the balladic, to entertain dark, indie-infused jagged tales of ecstatic & failed love. Poet & short story writer, publisher, photographer, O’Nan’s work emits a howling phosphorescent, Dylanesque rock-n-roll bardic presence, taking us a step or three further along saturated highways with poetic raconteurs soaked in their pharma-dystopic imaginations.

Vast, jagged, oracular, these are stories-as-song, of a nightmarish-Americana, cold, yet somehow hopeful, the propulsive experiments asking, how is it that a vengeance of truths can capture what it means today to live beyond salvation’s increasing twisted reach.

–  Robert Frede Kenter, author of EDEN (Floodlight Editions), publisher & EIC  Ice Floe Press, http://www.icefloepress.net.

“David scrivens sparks and flickers, and if you, the reader, add your wind of imagination to those the result will be a constant fire, passionate and bright. His poetry is the song of passion, cultured from both inner and outer worlds.” Kushal Poddar, author of eight books

Before the Bridges Fell by David L. O’Nan traces a path across seasons, feelings, and experiences such as loss, memory, love and takes place on hot sidewalks, in snow, and under sunsets. O’Nan creates an emotional as well as a geographical landscape with piercing, sensitive language. In one poem he sees the sun fall into a pond full of stars and this aptly sums up this volume – a pond full of glittering poetic gems. – Gail Crowther author of Three-Martini Afternoons at the Ritz: The Rebellion of Sylvia Plath and Anne Sexton

“I’ve always been a little intimidated by poets. As a songwriter, I’ve personally never written that wasn’t meant to be sung, though I do feel at times that some of my lyrics have approached poetry (at least from a distance) So reading through the poems in this new collection by David L O’Nan I am once again in awe of the process because it is such a gift to be be able to articulate such pangs of truth. There seems to be a certain free flowing or perhaps “stream of consciousness” element as if the words have been carried up from the basement in a box that hasn’t been opened for years, or like a whirlwind of leaves that you see sometimes in an alley. You can take your time with a poem, you can linger on a line forever before pressing on. Because there’s a bell of truth that rings and resonates in your mind and in your hear till all at once you understand but not always so literally. Somehow the whole experience makes our shared loneliness less lonely” – Ron Sexsmith (musician)

David L O’Nan’s poetry reads like the American landscape. Filled with hope, passion and despair. If you like Charles Bukowski then you’ll like these poems. A very relevant poet in today’s indifference to mankind’s suffering and abandonment. There is a strange kind of comfort, a familiarity within the poems like: 

Living in This Toxic Coalmine with the opening lines:

‘There are fields that no one wants to breathe There is a reality in which we cannot be.’

A Coffee Shop Chronicle has the beautiful Bukowski-style lines:

‘She’d drink vodka until 3 A.M. after

Saturday night excursions. She had men

howling for her and laughing at watered down jokes.

She could play violin like Alice Hartoncourt, with the beauty of the moonchild spirit.’

A highly relevant poet for the times we live in who paints an Edward Hopperesque canvas across the pages with his words. Highly recommended. – Robin McNamara author of “Under a Mind’s Staircase” with Hedgehog Press

a great writer, his poems are beautiful in their form and composition. – Austin Lucas (musician)

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Fevers of the Mind founder bio: David L O’Nan (WolfPack Contributor)

By davidlonan1

David writes poetry, short stories, and writings that'll make you think or laugh, provoking you to examine images in your mind. To submit poetry, photography, art, please send to feversofthemind@gmail.com. Twitter: @davidLOnan1 + @feversof Facebook: DavidLONan1

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