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In Picaroon Poetry

Hi all,

There's a poetry magazine that I love - Picaroon Poetry - I love its style, I love that it's easy to access, and I love the poetry choices the editor, Kate Garrett makes, so I've been trying to get one of my pieces in for a while now, and I'm delighted that I've managed to get one in at last, especially just now, while she's on a reduced output because of her maternity leave.


I'm particularly delighted because the poem she's picked was one inspired by a postcard my friend Rose gave me to inspire some creativity (pictured here). Like Rose, I'm keen to point out that it's not based on any real feeling, although maybe it comes out of jealousy - that kind of poetry does sell! Mind you, it's also the kind of poetry that I get the impression people are talking about when they tell me that they don't really like poetry, which I can understand. I don't really like crime novels, but I think that's because I'm reading the wrong crime novels, not because they're all bad... Speaking of which, I recently read Claire Askew's crime novel, All the Hidden Truths, which is actually awesome.

Anyway, I wrote a poem entitled Your Poetry, imagining myself as a begrudging beta reader, and I really liked that poem, so I kept hold of it, taking it out and polishing it, moving words around, totally rewriting it, and putting it back together again, and from time to time I'd send it out into the world, and it would come back, a little sad and tattered and unwanted. I was wondering if anyone would ever love it like I love it, and how many times I should send it out, before I give up on it and punch holes in my copy, relegating it to the folder where poems go to die. One last time I decided to send it out, and off it went to Kate (with some other poems that she decided weren't quite right this time), and Kate wanted it. Hallelujah.

So now it's out in the world, in issue #13 of Picaroon, which is good, because I love the number 13 too, and it's in great company. You can read Picaroon online, just go here for issue 13. Kate has also opened submissions for the next issue, coming out in March, so if you love Picaroon Poetry too, then send her your work.




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