I began writing poetry in 2003, in Salisbury MD. I started lance sheridan® in January of 2013, and have continued writing through moves to Nashville TN and then to Springfield IL. I’ve had 80+ poems published in more than a dozen journals, including:
Almerighi WordPress, 1
Sovrasenso Bisbigliato, 2
Morality Park, 3
Poetry Super Highway, 4
The Mind[less] Muse
International Poetry Anthology
(1 & 2) My poems translated from English to Italian
(3) Guest feature
(4) Featured author
“Lament” shared in Professor Alan Britt’s English/Creative Writing Class at The Johns Hopkins University in Baltimore, Maryland- February 2019.
Here are a few readers’ comments:
Your use of language feels less like mastery and more like partnership…as though sometimes your words might participate–seduce and scorn, dovetail and derail each other. It’s a measured dance without set steps: Intriguing. Madeleine Marzio, author.
Lance’s writings are remarkable. I’ve followed him for several years now, and he has improved his works to excellence. They’re ripe with action and a beautiful way to live in a world unknown to many. Barbara Kasey Smith, published poet.
I highly recommend this site to anyone who loves poetry. Lance’s ability to capture the moment and use detail to convey mood is beyond compare. Anna Waldherr, writer.
A pinnacle poet. Reading, I find myself, nose pressed between pages of Yeats, Longfellow, Browning, Whitman. His poetry, I see as flowing streams, hear as melody… the words like prayers tuck themselves within all the cracks within my heart. Laura M. Bailey, writer.
The vocalizations of werewolves are typically limited to violent snarls, threatening growls, and long sad soulful howling. In his poem “Body’s Raw Wound,” Lance Sheridan has presented us with the beautiful and wrenchingly painful translation of those utterances from which we heretofore could only vaguely divine the heart and mind of the werewolf. The fact that it is presented in three tight perfectly metered septet stanzas does nothing to diminish the visceral burning terror of the transformation, revealing the careful precision and soul of his art. Lona Gynt, writer/poet.
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All images are copyright to the original artists, credited when name is known. Personal photographs, fully copyrighted to me, can be found accompanying ‘the religion of bees’, ‘slight of hand’, ‘Clear Skies’, ‘In the shadow moon’, ‘The sand blew the dreaming fellow to the sea’, ‘I lay in a silent sea’, and ‘The silver leash’, which are personal photographs.
I’m sarcastic, have an offbeat sense of humor, am a purveyor of words and imagery, dislike jiggery-pokery, and love to write, read, and drink coffee.