They say that if you swing the bat enough times you'll get a hit. In my case, if I endlessly submit, something will stick. Yesterday notice came that one of my poetry submissions was accepted for publication.
WAHFUCKINHOO! (And if that offends, perhaps you've come to the wrong blog.)
What makes this better than a contract from a publisher? Answer: Having it recognized and deemed suitable for print by a group of peers. The peers in question are students who've participated in the Honors level English Lit. classes at Finger Lakes Community College. It's an honor to be honored by the Honors House student body. (And baby do I ever LOVE alliteration!)
Without further adieu, here is my first publishing creditial (unfortunately the cool formatting utilized in MSW doesn't transfer to this blog).
So there you have it. Although I'm blocked and tormented by my Evil Inner Critic while trying to spin a novel, poetry is the essence of my creative beast.
WAHFUCKINHOO! (And if that offends, perhaps you've come to the wrong blog.)
What makes this better than a contract from a publisher? Answer: Having it recognized and deemed suitable for print by a group of peers. The peers in question are students who've participated in the Honors level English Lit. classes at Finger Lakes Community College. It's an honor to be honored by the Honors House student body. (And baby do I ever LOVE alliteration!)
Without further adieu, here is my first publishing creditial (unfortunately the cool formatting utilized in MSW doesn't transfer to this blog).
Because you can’t
by K. Calarco
Why can’t I go back
to the place
where the song comes from?
a safe place.
frosted leaves;
innocent skies;
unbroken hearts.
hope.
You.
Why must I stay here
where nothing happens
at all?
Unlived and splintered
in the half dark.
So there you have it. Although I'm blocked and tormented by my Evil Inner Critic while trying to spin a novel, poetry is the essence of my creative beast.
8 comments:
Terrific poem, Kath! I can feel your happiness. Congratulations again!
Thanks, Edie! I feel almost famous. ;-)
Congratulations! I loved the poem! You're famous in my book. :)
Thanks, Binx! Right back at 'ya!
Wow . . . this is very, very awesome! Really captures a feeling.
Thanks, Ms. O.! Every once in a while when I wax, it's poetic. ;-)
Oh Kath! Congratulations! And wow, I mean, poetry is such a tougher field than prose. You rock!
And this poem is SO evocative. I can feel that feeling precisely!
I'm ticked pink for you, Kath! You deserve this!
Thanks so much, Natasha. My heart drove that poem, stirring plenty of old feelings. Love when that happens. It's sort of an emotional scrapbook. :)
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