Annal:2008 Bram Stoker Award for Poetry Collection

The Nightmare Collection

Bruce Boston

• 2008 Stoker–Poetry winner
• Score: 10.58

The Nightmare Collection is a brand new poetry collection from the Bram Stoker Award winning poet of Pitchblende, and Shades Fantastic. The prolific SFPA Grandmaster brings us sixty poems collected from places like Asimov’s SF Magazine, Dark Wisdom, Strange Horizons, Talebones, Weird Tales, and includes new works as well.

Attack of the Two-Headed Poetry Monster

Mark McLaughlin, Michael McCarty

• 2008 Stoker–Poetry nominee
• Score: 6.58

When it comes to horror poetry, two heads are better than one!

Attack Of The Two-Headed Poetry Monster features more than 80 horror and dark fantasy poems by Bram Stoker Award-winning author Mark McLaughlin and Bram Stoker Award Finalist Michael McCarty. It even includes two long collaborative poems by the diabolical duo. The styles of the poems range from light-hearted to dead-serious from whimsical to Gothic to midnight-horrific. The collection includes an Introduction by Bram Stoker Award-winning poet Rain Graves, an Afterword by prominent poet, editor and artist Sandy DeLuca, and cover art and interior illustrations by Mark McLaughlin.

If these poems don’t make you laugh or scream, check your pulse…you’re probably dead!

The Phantom World

Gary William Crawford

• 2008 Stoker–Poetry nominee
• Score: 6.58

The Phantom World takes you on a poetic odyssey, and you will easily recognize some of the waypoints. There is a price to be paid for this journey, but Crawford makes you realize that it may be more than some are willing to pay. Without that payment, can you reach your destination? Come visit The Phantom World and find out…if you dare.

Virgin of the Apocalypse

Corrine De Winter

• 2008 Stoker–Poetry nominee
• Score: 6.58

Poetry by Corrine De Winter, an accomplished poet. Note from the illustrator, Marge Simon: “De Winter’s masterful verse awakens awe with every stroke. It was sheer pleasure to illustrate this marvelous collection. May you wander freely through the treasures herein, and come away in wonderment reading lines like these:”

“I have only these hands
of pale comfort,
of wilderness and discretion,
of atom bombs and struggle,
of ecstasy and clay
to save you.”