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A poet friend shared this Substack article on facebook and I think it is very good at analysing something which is going on at Poetry Review without taking sides and also from a female perspective. Horace & friends What is a poetry magazine for? Poetry Review has always been prone to appointing so-called ‘scene-changers’ but…
MAY SUBMISSIONS A glutton for punishment I continue to prove that I am the UK’s Most Ignored Poet or UKMIP. So far I have applied to approx 36 Magazines since January 1st and the score is Magazines 36 – Shaun Belcher Acceptances 0 Putting me well ahead in the Britain’s Got No Poets Celebrity Write…
APRIL SUBMISSIONS New Policy no USA and Canada mags reduces overall numbers and frankly wasting time. Here’s this month’s chicken head on the chopping block list…after vetting left with very few opportunities London Grip: XXX Been asked to re-submit a poem here for June issue so will do my best to write or find two…
Submitting poetry to magazines these days seems to be akin to buying a lottery ticket or as I remember as a child filling in the football coupon with Xs…. Here are March Xs on the coupon… So far the score is not good Magazines Submitted to Jan- February- 10 Rejections – 10 However the average…
This is how it feels to be back on the poetry pitch…. I creating a useful guide on How to Fail at Poetry as so many seem to effortlessly succeed these days going by the drivel being pumped out by little presses invented by poet’s mates so here how to avoid all that and really…
WICKERLAND? It’s like MOTHERLAND but without the humour..more AMANDA writes poetry…..god help us all. The above states chance to talk about real things like connection, love ,loss, creativity, purpose…. thats so nice not fake things like Iran, Gaza, Ukraine…at least it makes Class War seem so less futile.. IF THIS IS POETRY then POETRY IS…
Cold Spell A pretend farm lies within these borders,hedges, fields and muddy tracks.One un-harvested by contract machinery,unbounded by electrified fencing. As I stand on a grass vergea mile of tarmac bubbling behind me,the horizon buckling in the heat haze,I begin to build.Wood for concrete, timber joists for steel.In my head a new farm appears.The old…
Shaun Belcher gives some excellent advice on how not to start a poetry career. July 1991I had just completed an interesting but fruitless temporary post at The Poetry Library on the South Bank through 1990 and had my poems and songs illustrated by my sadly deceased friend Laura Stenhouse at St. Martin’s College of Art…
This pamphlet collects together all the poems written since my ‘re-birth’ in the font of poetry at Open Book. I have to thank Neil Fulwood for splashing the Eu de Blue Monkey on my face and waking me up to the possibility that poetry was not dead in Nottingham…well not yet. I have come to…