Poets Who Contributed to “Persian Sugar in English Tea”: Scott Thomas Outlar

Thank you to Soodabeh Saeidnia for translating three of my poems for the recent Persian Sugar in English Tea (volume two) print anthology…


Scott Thomas Outlar hosts the site 17Numa.wordpress.com where links to his published poetry, fiction, essays, interviews, reviews, live events, and books can be found. His work has been nominated for the Pushcart Prize and Best of the Net. Scott was a recipient of the 2017 Setu Magazine Award for Excellence in the field of literature. His work has been translated into Albanian, Afrikaans, Persian, and Italian.

Scott contributed with three short poems to the bilingual anthology, Persian Sugar in English Tea, Vol II and published a Youtube video, reciting a selection from the above mentioned collection including his own poem, Coloring Outside the Lines.

You can watch the video and listen to the Farsi translation of the poem below:

Coloring Outside the Lines

Blue is the color of kaleidoscope dreams

abstracted with neon mandalas

that swirl and shift

in spaces beyond

those consciousness knows how to tame.

Energy crystalized at…

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Thank you to Angie Tibbs for publishing my poem “Radio Silence” at Dissident Voice this week. It’s a newer piece that can be read here…


Breathe. Deeply. Stay present in the moment. Allow whatever emotions arise throughout the day to pass through consciousness as they need. Accept reality as it is with as much peace as possible. And with love. And with faith. It’s all a necessary part of the process that will lead to growth. Time does heal. It just takes time. That’s the catch. Tricky, tricky.  

Life is karma. Each step forward is born of trust in the future. All the best, my friends. Selah

Returning to a Form of Fun

A little bit/fit of laughter is good at times (as the cycles shift). It’s a healthy remedy for almost anyone (though cynics can’t stomach such). I recommend the practice at any hour, though the odd ones are best. All patterns should be shaken and/or stirred on a regular basis. All habits should be sent to the four winds to sing and swirl.

Rain is just one point of view. Sunshine is another. But proper perspective can thrive in all environments.

Humming with the Angels

I’m happy that my poem “Humming with the Angels” appears in the new GloMag print anthology published out of Chennai, India. Big thank you to Glory Sasikala for all her efforts editing this edition. Available here via Amazon.

GloMag February 2018 cover

I went for a walk late last night that quickly turned into a dance under the radiant moon. I felt high as a soaring kite on nothing but natural electricity amplified by light pouring down from the sky. Every song that ruptured my ears sounded like a thousand blessings blasting with rebirth. Reaching that exact moment is why I’ve been obsessed with cleansing my body and mind recently. The energy created is why I am screaming hallelujah from the top of my lungs on this Sunday of salvation. Selah


March arrives. February fades. All cycles shift as they must. There are certain phases in life when one’s preconceived belief systems must be smashed to smithereens so that previously unrealized ideas can have room to take root and eventually expand.

A muscle must first be broken down before it can then grow back stronger. So too must the mind occasionally plunge into uncharted depths of the subconscious in order to fathom the treasures that await beneath the water before bringing them back to surface one second before lungs burst.

Go to the edge. Then take one more step. Truth awaits on the other side. Even if the process sometimes feels a bit chaotic before the next a-ha moment of awareness comfortably settles in.

Consciousness can prove to be a tricky beast. It need not be tamed, however, nor even fully understood at all times. Only acknowledged, respected, and honored with a dedication toward its constant, continual, progressive development.

I have been healing of late. Rapidly. I am greedy for more.

Wishing all the best to my friends in the new month ahead. Selah

Let It Rise

I’ve been in an absolute fit this week, fine-tuning, focusing, and then funneling my energy into a project that has been swirling around in my subconscious for the past two years. The time eventually comes to thrust one’s hands into the soil and start planting seeds in a frenzy. Songs of a Dissident II: From the Ashes. Rising soon. I’m officially stoked and ready for it to soar.

Sidewalk 4

I’m also set to start hammering out an essay for the next issue of Setu Mag. In the latest edition I wrote about Heath Brougher’s new book, To Burn in Torturous Algorithms. Thank you to Sunil Sharma and Anurag Sharma for publishing it in their wonderful venue. “Chasing After the Essence” can be read here…