Janice, of course I have to find new venues. Because so many of my trusted editors fold their tents. Every new venue is a cold call, although I admit it's often a cold call from a young editor who knows my work.
The day is long gone when Dickie Wilbur could be grabbed by Harcourt and The New Yorker at age 26 and never have to look elsewhere. Ask Quincy Lehr, Nick Friedman, Jehanne Dubrow, Jenny Reeser, or Aaron Poochigian how hard it is to get started.
And Marly, it's not like I'm some New England aristocrat who grew up with Frost and Stevens. Farming in North Dakota is not the best platform for launching books of poetry. But many kind souls, many of them New Englanders, have taken me under their wings, and I try to do what I can for the youngsters I encounter here and elsewhere.
And now I'll gloat: 51 acceptances in fourteen days. Time to write a new poem!
Last edited by Tim Murphy; 01-29-2013 at 08:53 AM.
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