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Poetry submission windows that are open right now - October 2019

I seem to have been super busy lately, and I'm only just getting the feeling I'm catching up on myself, not that I'll ever get the to-do list finished, but lately I've been wondering if we can't just burn the second page of it.

Brexit is still happening, we now have a prime minister my daughter calls Bobby Jobby, and women of colour on the BBC are getting grief for calling Donald Trump racist. FFS.

I saw this quote from the previous American laureate Tracy K Smith in The Rialto. She finished her term this year and has been replaced by Joy Harjo.

If you agree with her that poetry is a necessary remedy to the darkness you're in, here are some open windows to hurl your poetic light through...
  • The Poetry Village - they're lovely people, whose imprint, Maytree Press, will be publishing my first chapbook next year!!! They publish two poems a week online, plus gorgeous art. Their window is currently always open.
  • Southlight - based in the South of Scotland. Their window is currently always open.
  • Ambit Magazine - they charge £2.50 admin cost, but it's free if you can prove you are unwaged, and their window is only open until 1st November.
  • Obsessed with Pipework - four issues a year, but submissions are always open.
  • B O D Y is open for submissions.
  • Poetry Review is open for submissions. Colette Bryce is guest editing.
  • A new(ish) poetry magazine - Sideways - is looking for submissions, and welcomes newbies.
  • From the Edge is also pretty new.
  • New Writing Scotland's window is open until Halloween.
  • Fly on the Wall are looking for submissions on the theme of Chaos by 30th October.

This post has been written whilst listening to my daughter playing Minecraft. She's got herself a pet parrot and named it after me. Next I'm going to have a look at some of those submission opportunities for myself!

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