Tim Skeen

Recently retired from the English Department at Fresno State, Tim Skeen is the author of Kentucky Swami, winner of the 2001 John Ciardi Prize for Poetry; Risk, winner of the 2014 White Pine Press for Poetry; and Reward in 2017. He grows oranges and lemons.


Recommendation for Myself

Be honest to your subjectivity. Henri Cartier Bresson


Leaving out the best phrases from letters I’ve written for others—understands the obligation for improvement, works well with everybody, demonstrates how reliability and creativity can go 


together—I compose my own recommendation. I am adaptable to various environments as long as I am required to stay at home and write letters while listening to The Ventures. If my 


responsibilities would include ignoring the telephone except for my wife, of course; if a crucial skill would be rolling the dog’s ball to him until he wants to stop before I do;  


if a sincere desire to hear what’s being said to me results in cupping a hand behind an ear and bowing toward whoever is speaking; if squinting is an especially valued talent, then I am


the perfect candidate for whatever position the aforementioned responsibilities describe. In all fairness, I should tell you that my wife feels I am anti-social and have an addictive personality. 


She says I chew nicotine gum like coca leaves. In addition, I cut a limb from the blue spruce in the front yard and ruined its symmetry. I ignore the bearded palms and enjoy watching 


unintentional ASMR videos on YouTube, especially Wristwatch Revival with Marshal. Sometimes I eat peanuts and spoil my dinner. My handwriting confesses itself and is getting 


worse despite the aluminum Lamy fountain pen. I have never successfully baked anything with lemons. In conclusion, lately my focus has been less on my current employer and more 


about Simple Home Remedies for Seniors with articles about cholesterol, Bruno stair chairs 

and Safe Step tubs, but believe me, I am committed to life-long learning, ChatGPT free.

Ballads of the Behemoth

Ballads of the Behemoth is a poetic odyssey, where lines are drawn into the concrete of the void. This collection of works gathers poets who craft verses upon tagged monoliths, reshaping the Behemoth’s vast terrain of memory and identity.

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