It was hard. I had to resist posting new work to share with you and direct it to the folks on the poetry desk at the New Yorker.
My process, such as it is, has been to let inspiration lead me to a blog draft. There I tweak and rewrite, add flourishes and post an image. I hit publish and share my newly molded words with you, kind and gentle reader.
To meet the criteria for submission, I had to hold back. Rules are rules and the New Yorker accepts only original creations.
My trigger finger may have itched to advance to a self-published state but I mustn’t.
The quartet I created for this project was for the editors’ eyes only. We’ll hear back in maybe 6 months. In the meantime, there’s a large body of work on one or the other of my blog sites that was created like the sample above just for you.
P.S. I am setting aside 5 more poems for another submission to the magazine I love. And working on some poetry to post and share now.
All The Best 