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“Arrival…” & “Fish and Fisherman” published by Porridge

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Photo by Rachel Lynette French on Unsplash

 

Both of the poems look fantastic on the site. I love the choice of font and the picture selected sets a the perfect mood.

I am overwhelmingly pleased to see these poems published. As a set, I believe they work remarkably well together.

Thanks to Porridge Magazine, for selecting the poems and for making it look so lovely.

 

Poems Published—Adelaide Magazine

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Four poems have been recently published in Adelaide Magazine.

It’s great to see these poems finally get a home. They are older poems, and have been looking for a final destination for some time. After receiving a long, cold winter of rejection slips, it was warming to see this come through. Thanks to the staff of the magazine for making my work look good.

These are the poems that were accepted: ♥

“Out of Bed”
“A Letter Leaves”
“Mesh”
“Grief Bone”

You can see and read the poems here, online.
The edition of the magazine is also available for purchase from Amazon.

It’s very pleasing to see some work coming back to me with good responses. Just sending it out, is a big huge positive, so the entire process is rewarding. But like many writers, the golden feeling of acceptance is truly unique, and I enjoy it, though I like to think I’m not driven by it. I’ll just keep plugging along, working on what comes.

A happy start to 2019’s venture into writing and publishing.

How is your venture doing?

Thinking of you, and your fine works.

Love,
Penney

“A Black Opus,” in Cleaver #19

I am so excited to be posting that my poem, “A Black Opus,” was published at Cleaver Magazine in Issue 19. It was just released September 15th!

I love the artwork, the presentation is beautiful, and…as a bonus…I got to make an audio recording of me reading.

You can read the poem and get the audio HERE.

The audio is also available on Soundcloud, as part of Cleaver Magazine’s podcast On the Edge. I am so excited about all of it.

Thank you for being amazing, and for reading. Hope you enjoy the poem! ♥

“Momentarily” at Sweet Tree Review

My poem, “Momentarily” is in the Summer issue of Sweet Tree Review. I was drawn to their theme of ineffable connectivity.

As you likely know, connectivity is something I say and struggle with a lot. I also use poetry to get me to or into a connected state, so it was a pleasure to pursue that idea with this publication. The presentation is beautiful, and the other works included are lovely.

Dead King Magazine: Two Poems Accepted

Dead King Magazine: Two Poems Accepted

Dead King Magazine

I sent five poems to Dead King Magazine two weeks ago. A few days ago I received a lovely acceptance letter. I leaped out of my chair. I have been sending out submissions pretty regularly the last few months, processing lots of rejection letters, just waiting for the eventual good turn, and it happened.

Out of the five poems listed, they decided on two, “Waiting for the Anger to Stop,” and “A Phone Call Unanswered.” I’m pleased because they were recently written, within the last six months — and one of them within the last few weeks — which reassures me that I’m on an encouraging growth path with my writing. I’ve worried over time that I’ve lost my sense of direction, gotten rusty, clumsy, out-of-touch, or too experimental, or, worse, not experimental enough. I’ve been writing for 14 years, fairly steadily; I’ve put in a lot of time and heart. I know that writing poetry has expanded from the realm of interest, past hobby, and is now into “work” territory — where I can hardly think of doing anything else, aside from drawing.

It’s nice to see some response from that effort — even if it is just a magazine acceptance, and in the grand scheme of things as awesome as that is, it doesn’t amount to much in the scope of it all. The strange thing is, I can’t even answer why I’m sending out my poems. It’s not to be well-known, because that’s unlikely. It’s not for recognition, or acceptance, or fellow poet acknowledgements — I think it’s what I hinted at before — challenging myself and seeing what sticks. After all this time, and development, wouldn’t it be nice to know where I stand in skill?

After all, what is creative growth but pushing and pushing? Reading others who are in your field of interest? Learning, contributing among them, and seeing what comes back to you — fully-formed, or split? What is there to take away? What expansion can be had? Who sees you? Who can benefit from the words? The observations? Other people who see as you do. Other people who know what it takes to make the words work — and those people are poets — and the people who are poet lovers. I know of no other art that seeks for the distillation of truth at this intensity. And it does. Originally starting as a therapy for me — and it still is — poetry is where I turn to first. When I try to make sense, when conflict and emotions scatter in mid-air, are hard to catch and hang onto, I pin them down the best I can with poetry. It’s what I have. And it’s what I want to give to others. That peace. That distillation of experience, tangible, and distant, but close enough to look at, interpret.

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