So, two anticipated letters arrived this week with the news I did not want. No thank you. Poetry rejection letters. It is disheartening to think of my poems out there and an editor reading them and deciding they are not good enough. Poetry can appear simple, a few lines and finished. But the lines hide hours of thought, careful consideration behind each word and comma.
So my poems are spread out on the table. I can see the flaws in them. I also still see their potential, why I love them. I know I can write better. So I will, keep learning, keep writing, keep sending them out.
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