When poetry focuses on the more sinful, cruel, and pathological side of human nature, we typically refer to it as "dark." I wouldn't describe Scott Holstad's poetry that way. His works are so violent, angry, and self-effacing that they seem to transcend darkness; they are so engorged with pain that questions of morality and immorality seem irrelevent.
Despite his recent Pulitzer nomination, Scott remains active on the small press circuit, which is odd, because you'd think most small presses would be afraid to print this stuff.
Scott says, "I have published 14 books of poetry. My work has appeared in hundreds of magazines in dozens of countries, including The Minnesota Review, Wisconsin Review, Poetry Ireland Review, Arkansas Review, Pacific Review, Lullwater Review, and Southern Review. I currently live in Knoxville, TN, with my wife Jennifer and our two cats." You can check out some of his books in the Unlikely Stories bookstore, or check out his home page at sch@knowlogy.net.
Scott's works here at Unlikely Stories are:
2004:
arrest
poems
The Words
The Hell of it All
Friendly Offer
July 1999 - July 2000:
Hush
Roller Coaster
Lisa
No More Mochas
Inside, ya...
July 1998 - July 1999:
asking for it
truths
Cloudy, but who cares?
EST
Live With It