Shakespeare’s Monkey
Another rejection. My words have, again, forked no lightning. This is driven home by the fact that I borrow the words of Dylan Thomas to describe my situation. However, I am convinced that if I write enough, I will eventually produce a sonnet of enduring excellence or a haibun that brings tears to the eyes of an editor. Tears of joy, that is. (It is best to be clear about such things).
new magazine
reading the poems layer
by layer
First published in Blithe Spirit November 2022
Sorry, I’m low on inspiration tonight so I thought I’d stick a haibun in and see if I could get away with it. The words of Dylan Thomas are here, if you need a reminder. Or you can hear it here. his was rejected by an editor who took another from the batch. I sent it out gain immediately and the next editor selected it from a batch of three. That’s the thing with acceptance and rejection – it’s not absolute.
Julia found my old Panasonic when she was going through some boxes upstairs. Unfortunately it seems to have been stored without any leads so we can’t, at the moment, charge it. I’m hoping the charger at work will do the trick as the other shop camera is a Panasonic. The photos for this post are some from the old card. They aren’t particularly interesting, but they do give an idea of the last time I used the camera before I replaced it with an Olympus. This handy, as the pink camera I have to use at work isn’t really good enough.
