It's worth mentioning, too, that both this poem and the poem Boston Review took had previously been rejected by at least twenty places each. I know some people retire poems after a certain number of rejections, but I've never done that; some styles of mine take years to click with editors, and then all of a sudden three or four will be accepted in a row. It's completely unpredictable. Moral of the story: don't put your horses down before their time, eventually you will encounter an editor who is a cat or a Frenchman, and that editor will eat your horse and consider it delicious. So put that in your gravy and...and chunk it.
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Congrats, Tricia!!!
Thanks, Suzanne!
captcha: headewoof
Only recently found your blog and wanted to say congrats on the publications and the persistence!
Fellow Copper Nickel person, yay! I was all, "Where have I heard that name?" and then I remembered reading "The Interior Weather of Tree-Clinging Birds" on Verse Daily. So glad you stopped by.
Proving that you are a paragon of virtue, puritan work ethic, indomitable will, and moral rectitude! Congratulations, indeed!
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"...came an existential tapping
tapping at my chamber door.
Quoth the raven
'What a bore! Awwwk!'"
Tricia, Yay Copper Nickel! Thanks for making the connection for me.
Bless you, Admiral, for tolerating these poetry posts. Your loyalty knows no bounds.
Sandy, that reminds me, I really need to add Jake Adam York to my blogroll. Done!
I do hope that you did not misunderstand me -- when I said "what a bore..." I was referring to my meager efforts to wedge my verification wordette into the mighty works of Poe. I find your poetry posts to be both interesting and informative. When you are the first poet to receive both a Nobel Prize and Academy Award for the screenplay written enirely in verse, I can say, "I knew and commented her when!"
Congrats! You've inspired me to, like, submit some poetry. For once.
Oh my God, Admiral, no worries. I was simply referring to the fact that you're a Not-a-Finger person rather than a poetry-shop-talk person--this stuff probably isn't all that compelling to you.
Yay Phoebe! If it's been a while, you'll be shocked how many places have opened up online submissions in the meantime. I hardly ever send out envelopes anymore. Good luck!
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