OTHER PUBLICATIONS
Books, chapbooks, and ephemera by Michael e. Casteels from other small presses...
A Sudden Change of Season
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By Michael e. Casteels
Published by Proper Tales Press
24 pages
5.5 x 8.5
saddle-stitched binding
Microfiction, flashfiction, and short stories that exist on the peripheries of reality and dream.
Full Ramifications of the Event
Zebra mussels were introduced into the Great Lakes in 1988. Since then I’ve dreamed in black and white, and always in silence, captioned in a language I can’t understand.
Published by Proper Tales Press
24 pages
5.5 x 8.5
saddle-stitched binding
Microfiction, flashfiction, and short stories that exist on the peripheries of reality and dream.
Full Ramifications of the Event
Zebra mussels were introduced into the Great Lakes in 1988. Since then I’ve dreamed in black and white, and always in silence, captioned in a language I can’t understand.
The Last White House at the End of the Row of White Houses
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By Michael e. Casteels
Published by Invisible Publishing, 2016
80 pages
4.75 x 7
Perfect Bound
$15.00
The poems in The Last White House at the End of the Row of White Houses teem with delightful and confusing life, from workhorses and dinosaurs to wolves and kings. Alternately spare and lush, surreal and precise, these poems work their way under the skin to sing gorgeous songs to the heart.
“Reading Michael E. Casteels’ 2016 book of poems, The Last White House at the End of the Row of White Houses, published by Invisible publishing out of Canada, is almost like reading a Spaghetti Western written by Haruki Murakami.” — Daniel E. Haislet, If You Asked Me About
“These are beautiful, strange and uplifting poems, set on the border between what is known, and what might be impossible.” — rob mclennan
Published by Invisible Publishing, 2016
80 pages
4.75 x 7
Perfect Bound
$15.00
The poems in The Last White House at the End of the Row of White Houses teem with delightful and confusing life, from workhorses and dinosaurs to wolves and kings. Alternately spare and lush, surreal and precise, these poems work their way under the skin to sing gorgeous songs to the heart.
“Reading Michael E. Casteels’ 2016 book of poems, The Last White House at the End of the Row of White Houses, published by Invisible publishing out of Canada, is almost like reading a Spaghetti Western written by Haruki Murakami.” — Daniel E. Haislet, If You Asked Me About
“These are beautiful, strange and uplifting poems, set on the border between what is known, and what might be impossible.” — rob mclennan
FLOTSAM
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By Michael e. Casteels
Published by Timglaset Editions, 2020 8 pages roughly 4 X 5.75 saddle-stitched binding Part 1 of a two-part visual poetry project using discarded dry-transfer lettering. See & JETSAM below for more details. |
& JETSAM
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By Michael e. Casteels
Published by Simulacrum Press, 2019 7 4.25 by 5.5 cards in envelope $10.00 & Jetsam is one half of a two-part visual poetry collection, with Flotsam (from Timglaset) being the other half. Jetsam describes debris found in water deliberately thrown overboard by a crew in distress (often to lighten the load of a ship). The pieces for this collection were composed with a very limited set of Dry-Transfer sheets, which I purchased from Value Village. Presumably, they were donated by someone who was cleaning house, so in a way, the sheets themselves felt like Jetsam, floating through the thrift shop. The more I used each sheet, the fewer letters they contained, and the lighter they became. Now they are as transparent as the water on which a small vessel drifts slowly away, leaving these poems to be discovered by you. – Michael e. Casteels |
All We've Learned, Which Isn't Much
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By Michael e. Casteels & Nicholas Papaxanthos
Published by above/ground press, 2020
20 pages
5.5 x 8.5
$5.00
Collaborative poems and experimental writing by two friends who love to play with language.
Toenails and the toes they are attached to
“Uh,” said the dawn, then spat up
a red wagon pulled behind an
axe-murderer. “It’s all a dream!” I said
but flames engulfed the mannequin factory,
screams billowed like frosted death wind.
Death is requesting a refund for the life that never arrived.
Published by above/ground press, 2020
20 pages
5.5 x 8.5
$5.00
Collaborative poems and experimental writing by two friends who love to play with language.
Toenails and the toes they are attached to
“Uh,” said the dawn, then spat up
a red wagon pulled behind an
axe-murderer. “It’s all a dream!” I said
but flames engulfed the mannequin factory,
screams billowed like frosted death wind.
Death is requesting a refund for the life that never arrived.
ONDO
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By Michael e. Casteels
Published by nOIR:Z, 2022
44 pages, colour. App 4-1/2″ x 7″
$28.00
He was a desert, ingrained and deep, and deep… He of no past and a squinting eagerness of the horse: this tall, dark gunslinger who made Cowboy Justice™ his own brand. With six-gun aspewin, there was no more dust — so he knew he was ONDO!
“Even I could not conceive such.” crooned L. L’Amour, famous writer.
Sourced entirely from a copy of Louis L’Amour’s Hondo, ONDO is an experimental visual prose novella. The entirety of Hondo, with the exception of a few scraps, was used in this creation. The project was completed with scissors, x-acto knives, hands and glue. No digital manipulation was used.
Published by nOIR:Z, 2022
44 pages, colour. App 4-1/2″ x 7″
$28.00
He was a desert, ingrained and deep, and deep… He of no past and a squinting eagerness of the horse: this tall, dark gunslinger who made Cowboy Justice™ his own brand. With six-gun aspewin, there was no more dust — so he knew he was ONDO!
“Even I could not conceive such.” crooned L. L’Amour, famous writer.
Sourced entirely from a copy of Louis L’Amour’s Hondo, ONDO is an experimental visual prose novella. The entirety of Hondo, with the exception of a few scraps, was used in this creation. The project was completed with scissors, x-acto knives, hands and glue. No digital manipulation was used.