Web Site Baltic 7.x
Welcome to Baltic Soap, web site for Victor David Sandiego. There's various things you can take a look at here including some poetry, music, and various other ramblings. If you're a poet looking for an avenue for unusual, thought-provoking poetry, take a look at my sister site, Subprimal Poetry Art.
Recently, Ditch Poetry accepted five of my pieces and have included me on their Editor’s Choice page. Ditch operates out of Canada and has an incredibly rich library of pieces from a wide variety of poets. Take a look, there’s something for everybody.
Poetry Salzburg Review
I’m pleased to say that Poetry Salzburg Review has accepted my piece Only When Gods Arrive Covered In Red Dust Will We Recognize Their Child Faces for publication in an upcoming issue. PSR has published many authors, including Naomi Shihab Nye, Jerome Rothenberg, Rae Armantrout, and Brian W. Aldiss. I’m very happy to have found a home for this piece among such notable and accomplished writers. PSR is published at the University of Salzburg in Salzburg, Austria.
Two Poems Published by Cerise Press
Two poems of mine were accepted by Cerise Press a few months ago and now have appeared in their Summer issue. The poems are Incrimination and The Madmen Among Us. Cerise Press has a great looking magazine and I'm honored to appear with distinguished poets such as Dorianne Laux, Patricia Fargnoli, and Vénus Khoury-Ghata.
39 Boys on Ground is now available
39 Boys on Ground is now available on Smashwords as an ebook. There’s several formats to choose from including Kindle, EPUB (for Apple devices, Nook and others) or just regular PDF file for reading on just about any computer. You can also get it at Barnes & Nobles or via your Apple device at the Apple Store.
From the description:
With these 39 interwoven snapshots, you will enter the darkly humorous, insightful, surreal and brutally honest worlds of boys as they climb from the hollows of their youth into the world of men. On their way to an imperfect redemption, and with a determined spirit of compassion, these 39 boys and those who at times narrate their stories for them must pass through the formidable shadows of deprivation and war with only an intensely lyrical and allegorical lamp to light the way.
You can find it here:
Please consider adding a review on Smashwords. Thanks.
Also, see some excerpts from 39 Boys.
After the Mouse war
After the war, Mouse returns to his palace by the ocean. In a fit of rage over his humiliation and defeat, he has several of his advisors lashed with thorny branches.
His wrath spent and quivering, Mouse enters a lower portion of the palace where a servant girl lives. At first, the girl cowers but Mouse commands her to stand. He orders her to take Mouse’s closest manservant and flee south. As customary, this must be done without question. Mouse gives the girl a few moments to gather some of her things while the manservant is summoned.
“Jacob,” he says when the manservant arrives, “begin your journey at once. Take this girl and go south before the war follows us here. You have served me well and are free to start your lives anew.”
As he bids them farewell, Mouse leaps forward and bites the girl in the hand. The girl rears back more in surprise than pain but says nothing. In later years, after several retellings of this incident, the legend of the Mongoose is born.
Jacob and the girl leave the palace quickly and take the southern road. Along the way they meet others who are also fleeing south. The smoky smell of unrest is in the air. They band together and the group grows larger.
Before long, bad tidings catch up with them from the north. Fickle Mouse is now hurrying south to catch and punish those who had deserted him. Mouse’s forces are small but well trained and equipped. Although a larger group, the band of refugees has no weapons or training.
They quicken their pace and go only a few more miles before they come to a banana grove. Jacob takes charge and urges everyone to take a stand against Mouse.
Everybody arms themselves with as many bananas as they can carry. When the forces of Mouse appear, they surge forward and use the bananas as clubs and spears. There are no injuries or casualties among Mouse’s forces but the vigor, surprise, and oddity of the attack drives them back. Dispirited, they return to the north. In later history, this conflict is referred to as The Battle of The Bananas.
Soaring scent of angels
Look at me: My face is full of tin. More than scraps of meat, I need faith to defeat my hunger. My smelly fingers, stubs of clay, are as they were the day I left the oven of my mother’s womb and stood outside the world consumed by wonder.
See the image that is painted in my eyes. It’s glorious to face the mirror alone and know that you have crumbled from the cradle of your birth back into the haven of our earth and from there climb a sky of dusty wind to blow the dirt and deeds that covered you in other lives away.
It’s time for feet to trample on the dust of my bones, to appreciate the kindred spittle that flowed from the spigot of my father’s rage, but let him leave this stage of life a better place alone.
My days are throwing rocks at me, my past and I must come to blows. For now, only my eyes see into this crystal coming phase. But from the coffin of my chest, my heart beats the wooden earth with bloody drums.
Portions of 39 Boys on Ground, volume one of the pentology. Written in early 2007.
Poems from 57 Women of The Earth, volume 3 of the pentology.
Poems from The 87 Faces of Creation, volume 5 of the pentology.
Various poems from the last few years
In the spring of 2007, I wrote two poems which (unknown to me at the time) turned out to be the beginning of a multi-year effort to create an overarching five volume set of poetry.
On Other Sites
(The MOON Magazine)
Articles / Stories
Using blind carbon copy email to prevent spam and viruses
An opinion piece about poetry
A bit of history from the annals of Mouse