Breaking–New from Virgogray Press: The Occupy Poetry Project

We are pleased to announce the creation of a new poetry blog entitled, The Occupy Poetry Project. In correlation to the Occupy Wall Street / Occupy the Fed movements, The Occupy Poetry Project seeks to publish lit in this spirit from those present or of like mind. To that end, we encourage all interested to visit the website,, which is now linked on our homepage. The Occupy Poetry Project is A-political, and stands for the rights and freedoms of people, nations, cultures and continents through the platform of poetry, literature and art.

The VGP Literate No. 2

Writer’s Block Explained

It’s when you stare
at an empty white page
and can’t.

Can’t think of anything to say.

Can think of things to say,
but worry that millions of others
have already said them
in more profound and articulate ways.

Can think of things to say,
but fearful of criticism
once those things have been said.

And, finally,
think of someone else’s statement
about writing being an activity
where you stare at the page
until drops of blood emerge.

Fearful of bleeding too much,
the decision is made to stop writing
until the moment
when writing is mandatory–
no matter what the ultimate verdict may be.


Terry McCarty has been writing poetry in, around and sometimes about Southern California since 1997. Recent chapbooks include IMPERFECTIONIST (Meridien PressWorks) and I SAW IT ON TV (Lummox Press). Terry is included in these anthologies: SO LUMINOUS THE WILDFLOWERS (Tebot Bach) and THE LONG WAY HOME: THE BEST OF THE LITTLE RED BOOK SERIES 1998-2008 (Lummox Press)

The VGP Literate No. 1

Yesterday’s Tibet

Crushed indigenous population,
commanded over their religion
– atrocities, violent chainsaw nightmares –
began highways and strip mines
vomited up cheap hotels and supermarkets
strung wires garroting beautiful vistas
turned sacred lakes to cesspools
turned magic into cartoons on t-shirts
marched ugly armies with terrifying fire power
to keep the peace
made their own language
the tongue of country

Of Thee I Sing




Manchurian Corp.

Mao is a vampire
drinking Coca-Cola –
Walt Disney animatronic fists
Mickey Mouse on the airwaves of Brazil –
Watch yourself watch yourself go to Tibet –
The universal money
is shiny plastic
called “bling” –
Planet G20
beast with a million eyes




Hong Kong Bardo

Flitting through Hong Kong airport
a leaf-blown ghost confused by my karma –
standing in the wrong line
or frozen in one spot check-in
while secret calls are made
for the 2 gigantic
Indian men gorged to bursting, petulant –
but a few hours in the Hong Kong airport
will make a petulant unhappy ghost
w/ huge stomach & tiny mouth –
scratchy bored explanations that are incoherent –
prickly sweat gathering at the memory of a neck –
the STARBUCK’S croissant a Chinese lantern
dissolving into dust
fingers of dust
tongue dry hanging cow-like –
eyes blurring
as this world goes away
in a whisper of desperation –
the black out preferable?
the kiss-off preferable?
get me to the church on time
station to station hearse to hearse
black plume lady won’t you go out tonight?
nova moon collapsing black tar black hole
Black Sunday I am my own Barbara Steele
gigantic eyed B-movie scream queen
staring into the empty mirror
of dissolving stars, falling sputniks –
a brief quiet in the industry of the dead
hurtling to their destinations




Allen Ginsberg said “MARC OLMSTED inherited Burroughs’ scientific nerve & Kerouac’s movie-minded line nailed down with gold eyebeam in San Francisco.” Olmsted teaches the on-line course “WRITING KEROUAC/SITTING BUDDHA: Spontaneous Poetics & Big Mind” at His book, WHAT USE AM I A HUNGRY GHOST? – POEMS FROM 3-YEAR RETREAT (VCP Press, 2001), has an introduction by Ginsberg.