Saturday, January 31, 2009

The Fate of Poetry; or At Least, of These Poems

Well, I have a 20-something-page manuscript of poems complete, and I'd pretty much made up my mind about where to send it.

The postmark deadline was today for submissions, so as the month has moved toward its close, I've tinkered and revised, put commas in and taken them out, broken lines and mended them.

And then, this week, it seems like everything in the universe has stood between me and sending it out. Today, in fact, I went to the post office with every intention of sending it out priority mail, only to arrive at the post office eight minutes after it closed.

So it seems that these poems have a fate other than the one I had chosen.

Now, it's back to the drawing board for submitting. Keep them together and send them out as a chapbook? That was my original plan--they're thematically related, and there's a coherent movement in them as a sequence. Or send them out individually?

1 comment:

becca said...

That everything in the universe that stands between you and what you intend to do has a name: Mercury Retrograde.

http://www.astrologycom.com/mercret.html

Good news is that it's over tomorrow, for another few months at least!