|Well, Time's An illusion Anyway...
||[Dec. 21st, 2013|11:45 am]
This morning's post brought a newly published poetry magazine which contains a poem I wrote and submitted for publication in the 1990s. As the editor writes in his covering letter, "What's a century here or there when you're enjoying yourself?"|
Congratulations! As long as it isn't called "A Horatian Ode on the Late Triumph of Tony Blair, Our Chief of Men."
Edited at 2013-12-21 12:22 pm (UTC)
Phew, no! That one seems to have been lost in the post.
Wow, that's extremely cool! A perfect way to unexpectedly brighten a day.
Oh, nice! Proof that nothing written is ever wasted.
Cast you bread upon the waters....
A newly published poetry magazine turned up in this morning's post which contains a poem I wrote and submitted for publication in the 1990s.
That's pretty awesome, actually. Congratulations!
I'd long since forgotten the submission. I'd pretty much forgotten the poem too.
Which magazine was that? Because, that's brilliant, and also awful!
Krax. It's published in Leeds.