Lord Byron on his deathbed as depicted by Joseph-Denis Odevaere c.1826
Miscellaneous Observations #2
* God is merciful and puts small poems in my head to sing me thru an impossible existence.
* After a point the bright dance I do to deflect attention from who I am fools even me.
* Living past a certain point is an obscenity.
*Even short jabs are proving too long to cut thru to the one shining truth. I’m just a hair’s breath from silence.
*God said let there be light and there was. But how long will it last?
* Now I’m writing God poems. Will I have a death-bed conversion?
* I admire youth’s brief flash of invincibility.
HCOLOM PRESS is the heir to Vagabond Press, which began as a main player in the Mimeo Revolution of the Sixties and continued publishing right into the jaws of the new millennium. HCOLOM PRESS embodies the spirit of Vagabond Press, retooled for the times we live in.
Hcolom is Moloch spelled backwards. Moloch is an Old Testament deity to which children were sacrificed, a practice society still engages in with increased enthusiasm. Consumerism is the new Moloch, manifesting itself like cancer in war, politics, the arts and religion, in every nook and cranny of human endeavor, draining the intrinsic beauty out of life and mutilating the innocence and magic of childhood with its commercial meat hook. HCOLOM PRESS intends to publish books that by their nature repudiate this pernicious force–novels, poetry, children’s books and books that transcend genre.
Our launch book, in June of 2006, was John Bennett’s novel, Tire Grabbers, a fable of sorts, a reality book rooted in the fantasy of our times, the story of the coming of Moloch and the children who rise up in rebellion against it.
Books of kindred spirit will follow close on its heels. Go for it by clicking here… or hit the Hcolom logo above… or just hit any of the following covers…