So we write to be published, right? Erm… sometimes. I submitted three poems today to a journal a dear friend recommended, and it hurt to let them go. What’s wrong with me?
I have heard you need to kill your darlings or something similar, meaning don’t hold on to the art… share it. I have to believe I will write more, I will write poems as good or better.
Yet I’m not sure I believe that, and I remember why I wrote each poem.
So I sent three poems I believe are good as poems, but that didn’t punch me to let go.
I’ve never felt this way about fiction or nonfiction; perhaps it’s the compressed nature of poetry that packs this type of punch?
We shall see; I read many poems in this journal, and they are good! I would be lucky to be included.
Do you ever feel “too close” to something you have written or created?
Two poems submitted this week. That’s two more than last week, so we are in the positive direction. More to follow. Two rejections or two acceptances or… two no answers.
If you are a poet writing in English, you might/ probably know Rattle.com and its amazing print journal. 