"I am an idealistic, naive, passionate, truth-seeking, spiritually motivated artist, unschooled in the science of law and finance." --Wesley Snipes

Wednesday, February 07, 2007

As I Get Older This Stuff Happens

Apart from a pair in Sand's Wildlife, I didn't publish any poems in journals last year. 2006 was a nearly barren year for me.

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Of course I did publish a little book. And four poems from that book went up at the Pilot site

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Part of it is that with age I am less anxious to publish at all. I used to send things out constantly. Apart from the mess of 9-liners, I wrote probably 10-12 solid poems last year. I've submitted none of them for publication. They exist primarily on my hard drive, and sometimes in the air at readings.

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My ability to tolerate more than one cup of coffee disappeared a long time ago. Poor tummy.

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I went to the eye doctor yesterday. The doctor of optometry. The O.D. He is a slight man with freakishly huge cheekbones who walks with a deliberate limp. He lectured me on the danger of blood vessels growing over the cornea. Oh yeah, so guess what? I need reading glasses. Sigh. Bifocals are not far off.

I'm 34!!! That's still relatively young right?

4 comments:

Anonymous said...

No. 35 is old.

Massey

Diana Marie Delgado said...

34 is the new 24.

gina said...

I guess the tiny doesn't count....

Tony said...

oh ginabird! i'm sorry! for some reason, i was thinking that the tiny publication was in 2005!

many apologies.