Sunday, October 7, 2007

The Chimaera Lives!

The Chimaera has arrived. It has crawled out of the primeval sludge of The Shit Creek Review and and now runs on its own four heterogeneous paws, gallivanting across the fields and foothills of Poetry and Prose which border on Mounts Parnassus and Helicon, and around the Lycian Way.

There is more real poetry here than you could shake a lyre at, and vigorous prose discussions too, as well as entertaining true fictions. We have picked what we think is the very best from a huge volume of submissions, and the result is a curious and provocative mix of styles, preoccupations and perspectives. We chose the work that appealed to us most, based entirely on high quality as we saw it.

To give a roll-call of authors in our first issue would be tedious and spoil the fun of exploring for yourself. And there are other mysteries for you to uncover, too: What is the magical Poem of the Day? How does being an Expat relate to being a poet? Who will win the William McGonagall Prize for Chimerical Verse? How can garlic bread be fraught with danger?

So pull on your Corinthian helmet, hop onto your faithful Pegasus and fly on over to to find out for yourself!

And mark you this: The Chimaera's next issue will accept general prose and verse submissions, as well as articles, essays and poems for a Translation special feature. Read the Submissions page for details:

Oh, by the way: expect something rather gruesome from The Shit Creek Review's Horror Department soon--very soon.

1 comment:

Paraglider said...

Congratulations on a timely launch and a fine first issue. Helga is particularly pleased with Pat's portrait, right down to the leg-warmers, or are they ankle-socks? On a Mother Hen, it's hard to tell!