you search for answers without finding clarity. A change in your reality demands that you accept death within yourself, death within the story of your life. Change, even good change, comes with loss, grief, and […]
Last week, I felt a desire to finish two poems that had been in the draft folder for more than a year. Finishing these two poems allowed me to let go and move on (hopefully […]
What motivates you to keep working on an unfinished manuscript? Do you have an unfinished manuscript that you come back to every now and then? Well, I’m here to tell you that you should keep working on it if that’s what you needed to hear.
In her poem “Little Things,” Sharon Olds writes, I am doing something I learned early to do, I am / paying attention to small beauties, / whatever I have–as it were our duty / to […]
Waiting on a critique of my writing caused me anxiety last October. I had built up the courage to submit the poems to an online program called The Bridge by Brooklyn Poets. I regretted submitting them for critique within the hour of sending them. I wondered what the poetry editor would think of my work considering her experience and publication history. As I waited to hear back, I reread the poems I’d submitted. I reevaluated their quality and doubted my work. But after I read the critique, I stopped regretting my decision.
The following are three benefits I experienced from submitting my poems for critique which I believe can apply to all types of writing not just poetry.
My goal has always been to produce the type of writing that people want to read in the morning. I want to develop a writing style that sets a tone of hope or gratitude or strength for the day, so that readers look forward to reading my work at any time of the day.
When I find that a piece of writing is readable in the morning, I find that the writing is also easy to read after a long day of work or on a day when I’m feeling down. I like reading Mary Oliver’s poems in the mornings because she usually makes me appreciate the things that are so easy to take for granted.
In the poem “Little Dog’s Rhapsody in the Night” from the book Dog Songs, Oliver writes, “’Tell me you love me,’ he says / ‘Tell me again.’ / Could there be a sweeter arrangement? Over and over / he gets to ask. / I get to tell. ” Despite not having a pet dog anymore, these lines bring back memories. And they’re like a cup of warm coffee.
I found the following lines in Louise Gluck’s poem “Echoes” from her book Averno: “From our kitchen garden / you could see the mountains, / snow covered, even in summer. / I remember peace of a kind […]