C.M. Rivers
~Now Flowing~
Publications and Prizes
Prizes
2020 Robert Emmons Poetry Contest
2020 Judd’s Hill Winery Poetry Contest
2019 Homebound Publications Poetry Prize
Two Pushcart Prize Nominations
Books
Poems
Anchor – forthcoming, Two Hawks Quarterly
Net Man – Crosswinds Poetry Journal, 2020
Reckoning – Stonecoast Review, 2020
Starlight Stay – The Adirondack Review, 2019
Instructions – The Wayfarer, 2019
Pileated Woodpecker, Early April – The Wayfarer, 2019
Remodel – Schuylkill Valley Journal, 2019
The Hands That Make Things – IthacaLit, 2018
Candle – The Society of Classical Poets, 2018
Incarnation – Badlands Literary Journal, 2018
Field Row’s End – The Cape Rock Literary Journal, 2017
This Is Earth – Written River: A Journal of Eco-Poetics, 2016
Plants and Animals – Written River: A Journal of Eco-Poetics, 2016
Of Time and Earthly Life – The Road Not Taken: A Journal of Formal Poetry, 2015
Memorial – Spoon River Poetry Review, 2015
Wish – Soundings Review, 2015
Compass – The Wayfarer, 2014
Knapsack – The Wayfarer, 2014
Ephemeral – The Wayfarer, 2014
A Measure of Grace – Poetry Pacific, 2014
Zen – Poetry Pacific, 2014
Oregon – 50 Haikus, 2014
What My Fingers Know – Big River Poetry Review, 2013
Affair – Wilderness House Literary Review, 2013
What Your Apartment Said – Wilderness House Literary Review, 2013
Heroic – Wilderness House Literary Review, 2013
The Wisdom of Not Being Industrious – Orbis Literary Journal (UK), 2013
Me and Dean – Rosebud Literary Magazine, 2013
Stripped – The Whistling Fire, 2013
The Opposite of Flowers – The Whistling Fire, 2013
Backbone – Red River Review, 2013
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