Monday, February 13, 2006
I've come to realize that my personal favorite pieces among my work are oddly the ones that I can't get published anywhere to save my life. Case in point, one particular poem is certainly one of the best poems in the fever almanac, is possibly one of the best I've written, and has been rejected from everywhere I've sent it over the last year and a half. Sure, some places take two out of three and send it back to me. Or reject it outright, one even after placing a call out for submissions that says they're desperate for good poems or the next issue won't happen. Not only that, but it's one of the last poems in the manuscript that remains unpublished anywhere. And it's the final poem in the book, so I'm putting alot of pressure on it. And yet, it's not getting any action at all. Meanwhile, other, certainly lesser poems have been published. Why not this one? I've tried to turn a critical eye toward it, and there's nothing wrong with it far as I can see. I've sent the poor thing out again, but if she comes back again, I just don't know...
