The grappling with craft to turn it into art?
Your self-worth? Your
self-expression? Your sense of identity?
Likes and shares on social
media?
Your Mum? Your muse? Your mentor? Your need for a job in C.W.? Funding? Prizes? Publication?
Is your poetry simply for yourself? If so, why do you bother
to seek publication? For a sense of validation?
Your readers? But who are they?
Where are they? Why might they want to read your poems? How might you reach
them? Do you care about them?
DISPLACED They called her aloof, impractical, clumsy, plain. It was, they
say, difficult for her not to fall in love.In spite, that is, of the first
coughs...
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