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Hello and welcome!
époque press is an independent publisher based between Brighton and Dublin established to promote and represent the very best in new literary talent.
Through a combination of our main publishing imprint and our online ezine we aim to bring inspirational and thought provoking work to a wider audience.
Our main imprint is seeking out new voices, authors who are producing high-quality literary fiction and who are looking for a partner to help realise their ambitions. Our commitment is to fully consider all submissions on literary merit alone and to provide a personal response.
Our ezine will showcase a combination of the written word, visual and aural art forms, bringing together artists working in different mediums to encourage and inspire new perspectives on specific themes.
For details of how to submit your work to us for consideration please follow the submissions guidelines and for all other enquiries please email info@epoquepress.com
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D S Maolalaí
Poetry
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D S Maolalai is a graduate of English Literature from Trinity College in Dublin who recently returned there after four years abroad in the UK and Canada. He has been writing poetry and short fiction for the past five or six years with some pieces appeared in such publications as 4'33', Strange Bounce and Bong is Bard, Down in the Dirt Magazine, Out of Ours, The Eunoia Review, Kerouac's Dog, More Said Than Done, Star Tips, Myths Magazine, Ariadne's Thread, The Belleville Park Pages, Killing the Angel, Unrorean Broadsheet, and in the Illumination edition of the époque press é-zine.
D S Maolalai has been nominated four times for Best of the Net and three times for the Pushcart Prize. His poetry has been released in two collections, "Love is Breaking Plates in the Garden" (Encircle Press, 2016) and "Sad Havoc Among the Birds" (Turas Press, 2019)
Of the piece featured here, D S Maolalai says:
‘The Isolation theme call came out from époque press at a time when I’m sure it had been on the minds and keyboards of a lot of writers, and of course I was no exception. I’ve been unfortunately been unable to resist the urge to write pandemic-related poetry lately, but luckily I’ve lived alone for the majority of my life, which allowed me to push that isolation theming back in time and not forcing myself into a solipsistic hole of unrelatable poetry about nothing but my current circumstances. Of the three poems appearing here, the newest is “His new moustache”, which is for the most part a true story about a friend of mine, something of a social butterfly, who was staying in a place in the country with no car or other means of travel when the Irish lockdowns were announced, and found himself utterly isolated and cut off. “Anticipation” is (thank god) a less-true story about the fights I was worried my partner and I would go through at the same time with nobody to talk to but each other – luckily, we managed a little better than the people described in the poem. And “Air, thinking of bogsides” is a poem inspired by my earlier (and less-enforced) isolation, when I lived in a bedsit apartment by myself in Toronto (having moved there somewhat too confidently) without any friends, and my thoughts of being anywhere else.’