You can find Lithic Press titles at these rad bookstores!

You can find Lithic Press titles at these rad bookstores!

Thank you to these rad bookstores for carrying our titles!


Barefoot Cowgirl Books
18 N. San Francisco Street
Flagstaff, AZ 86001

Grand Valley Books
350 Main Street
Grand Junction, CO 81501

Out West Books
533 Main Street
Grand Junction, CO 81501

Solid Jackson Books
3925 Farnam Street
Omaha, NE 68131

Between the Covers
224 W Colorado Avenue
Telluride, CO 81435

Back of Beyond
83 N Main Street
Moab, UT 84532

City Lights Bookstore
261 Columbus Avenue
San Francisco, CA 94133

Innisfree Poetry Bookstore & Cafe
1301 Pennsylvania Avenue
Boulder, CO 80302

Colorado Mesa University Bookstore
1151 Elm Avenue
Grand Junction, CO 81501

University of New Mexico Bookstore
2301 Central Avenue NE
Albuquerque, NM 87106

Colorado State University Pueblo
2200 Bonforte Blvd. 
Pueblo, CO 81001

Garcia Street Books
376 Garcia Street
Santa Fe, NM 87501

Collected Works Bookstore & Coffehouse
202 Galisteo Street
Santa Fe, NM 87501

Op.Cit. Books
157 Paseo De Peralta
Santa Fe, NM 87501




Categories: Third Mind


The Siren World by Juan J. Morales (Lithic Press, Spring 2015)


Juan J. Morales' forthcoming book of poems, The Siren World, is a collection at once intensely personal and seemlessly universal. The poems delve into the wonders and horrors of the world and reveal the mind of a poet open to anything that may strike his widely ranging thoughts. Along with visits to his parents’ homelands of Ecuador and Puerto Rico, this very American poet spies on King Carlos V conjuring empire, envisions the murderous mobs of present-day Ambato, and the brutal death of Pizarro. Here are great migrations and conquests. Here are…abandoned Gods…bumping shoulders with our modern world. Here is a detained prisoner of a brutal regime (…buried up to my neck in the yard …I sew my lips shut with black thread…), alongside a father gingerly but powerfully removing a barbed fishhook from the finger of his son.
Morales locates himself time after time in any variety of ponderings as in, The Right Way To Die For A Poem,where he finds himself both within the lineage of poets and the long heritage of those with the urge to write it down, while also acknowledging his own mortality. He’s a fast driver. His thoughts go far. And yet, in many of the poems, he finds himself firmly in the magic of the mundane world, with the common yearnings that we humans have regardless of where we live. From all the places Morales inhabits comes an underlying current that coalesces into acceptance and understanding or, dare I say, the statement of a purpose for this existence; as in the poem, For the Underdogs, …I write so something like hope emerges…
-Danny Rosen, Lithic Press Founder

An excerpt from The Siren World:


I was five when I learned my own blood.
Dad and I fished the lake of cement slabs,
out past yellow grass, our feet jammed in mud.
I pulled the snagged line. Snapped back. The hook stabbed
my thumb, slid past bone, dented the fingernail.
The sun's search for horizon came about
reflecting filament line, a detail
like dad dropping the bucket of caught trout.

Everything halted: the water still cold,
red salmon eggs stuck on our hooks for bait.
He steadied my hand–shaking, uncontrolled.
Father worked the hook. Barbs excavated
through skin ripped. For the tiny hole, I cried,
the blood pooled in our hands I could not guide.


Juan J. Morales is the author the chapbook, The Ransom and Example of Atahualpa, and the collection, Friday and the Year That Followed, winner of the 2005 Rhea Seymour and Gorsline Poetry Prize. His poetry has appeared and is forthcoming in Acentos Review, Copper Nickel, Crab Orchard Review, Huizache, North Dakota Review, Palabra, Poet Lore, Sugar House Review, Washington Square, Zone 3, and others. He is the Editor/Publisher of Pilgrimage Magazine, a CantoMundo Fellow, and an Associate Professor of English at Colorado State University-Pueblo, where he directs the Creative Writing Program and curates the SoCo Reading Series.

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Tomorrow I’ll chrysanthemum!

Jack Mueller’s THE GATE, now available…

Jack settled into his place at the counter—making ink sketches on 3X5 cards, pointing out the ways of the world, dripping aphorisms and abbreviations. I set some canvas panels, compressed charcoal crayons and pastels on the counter by him. Jack immediately took to the pastels and did up four or fives canvases in short order. He works fast. One canvas is the red and black sketch that appears at the front of Jack’s new book, The Gate, which is now available  here

‘Of many wordmasters (it was said)’ begins The Gate, a 20-page poem, described in an introductory paragraph as, an essay in open form – or a poem as essay, is an exploration into the origin, evolution, organization and development of Language. Like a sea voyage on a ship of words, the poem does not linearly display the history of written language as much as become that History itself. It is a serpent ride in ancient waters, an organism turning ceaselessly toward the island of wild logos! Gems appear throughout - cobbed from the mind of the poet and from the many minds the poet has known… (what you don’t know, love)  (spiritus ubi vult spirat)  (“life is probably round” – Van Gogh)  (“The apprehension of polarity is the basic act of imagination”)  (wo gehst Du?)  (“Tomorrow I’ll chrysanthemum”) Indeed! This is writing in the Open Field in the tradition of Jack’s great mentors, Robert Duncan, Charles Olson, and Walt Whitman.

“It is


Reading The Gate out loud is an invigoration, a verbal workout, a hard trip up the mountain where it all began. It is a continuation of a philosophical discussion Jack has conducted his entire life. It is a poem of Hope with a capitol H. It’s a whale of a good time. The book shipped the other night. My printer, Gary, called at 9:00. He and Giselle greeted me at the door with martinis. The hardcover is beautiful. I’ve been sleeping with it.

-Danny Rosen, Lithic Press, founder
The Gate is printed in two editions:
(limited edition, 100 numbered copies)
(8 ½ X 11)

ZYZZYVA reviews Amor Fati by Jack Mueller


What It Means to Be Alive and Dying at the Same Time: Jack Mueller’s ‘Amor Fati’



Amor Fati, a thick volume of new and selected poems from Beat affiliate and once San Francisco fixture Jack Mueller, truly lives up to its name (Lithic Press; 177 pages). “Love of fate,” as the title translates, appears in these pages in many forms: as contemplative acceptance, surly fatalism, awed joy. One moment pondering the nature of death, the next exuberantly describing a bird, Mueller vacillates between optimism and resignation as he moves between the registers of philosophical abstraction and concrete observation. Distinctly the work of an older writer, Amor Fati tackles almost exclusively cosmic questions—about mortality, love, and our relationship to language.

Read the rest of the review here.


From Jeffers...

From Jeffers...

"If God has been good enough to give you a poet

Then listen to him. But for God's sake let him alone until he is dead;"

                                              -- from, Let Them Alone




Categories: Third Mind



August 27th, 2003 was a day widely publicized when Mars would be closer to Earth than any time for the last 60,000 years. The popular press around the world blared headlines that Mars would appear, “as large as the full Moon in a small telescope.” I disdain this kind of hype from the astronomical community. It’s unnecessary and leads to a let-down for the public. Space doesn’t need hype - it’s always remarkable to look at the night sky and ponder our place in the grand vastness. I had just begun running the Sossusvlei Observatory in Namibia. It had a very good telescope, but even in very good, earth-based, telescopes, Mars is always a bit of a let down. Some light areas and some dark areas are discernable. With careful use of the eyes, and a stable earthly atmosphere, the white polar ice cap could be seen, amazing indeed, but Mars lacks the pizazz of Saturn or the Moon or any number of deep sky objects in the stunning southern sky.
One of my first guests at the observatory was the biologist/paleontologist Niles Eldredge. It was great to speak with another geologist about the rocks in the Namib Desert. I knew Eldridge had done work in the area. He and Steven J. Gould are best known for their 1972 paper on Punctuated Equilibirium, an addendum, or an altenative mechanism of Darwinian evolution. It states that most species, once they become apparent in the fossil record, remain in stasis, with little change over very long periods of time. The change of one species into another occurs relatively rapidly, due to drastic and rapid environmental disturbance.

The concept of punctuated equilibrium describes the mode of operation here at the Lithic Press, so far. We started with a flurry in 2008. Then, after a long period of stasis, we are now in the midst of another punctuation. 2013 saw the publication of Amor Fati by Jack Mueller, as well as Finding Cassiopeia by Frank H. Coons and Hyacinth by Kyle Harvey. Both Finding Cassiopeia and Hyacinth were finalists for the Colorado Book Award. 

Here in 2014 we continue to work towards publishing new works by Jack Mueller, Art Goodtimes and Danny Rosen, as well as a collection of poems inspired by the Grand Canyon, as curated by Rick Kempa and Peter Anderson. 

Stay tuned for news and further musings.