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Submissions windows that are open right now - July 2019


Here are just some of the submission windows for poetry that are currently open. I'd say more about them, but hey, we're all busy, so here's the info:

Magazines:
  • BlueHouse Journal - it's brand new and it's open for subs until 1st August.
  • The Poetry Village - they're lovely people, because they're publishing one of my poems soon. Two poems a week online, and it's so worth following.
  • Panoply - open until 28th July, US based.
  • Southlight - based in the South of Scotland.
  • Obsessed with Pipework - four issues a year, but submissions are always open.

Anthologies



Free competitions:

If you've got a pamphlet ready to go you could try:

Also check out Josie Alford's brilliant video on How to Get Your Poetry Published, and indeed her YouTube channel generally.

If you're submitting stuff, remember to get familiar with what the potential publisher likes, and what they stand for first, or you might as well just throw your poetry through an actual window and wait for someone else to pick it up.

This post has been written whilst listening to and interrupted by my family getting on with their Sunday morning while I camp out in the kitchen. Next I'm going to make pancakes. Do get in touch if you've got more submission opportunities you'd like folk to know about.

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