I have a sonnet in this journal which is now available online. It's been an ambition to have work included in some international publications so this is a fantastic coming to fruition of a goal. The poem itself is two years old I believe, I wrote it alongside another sonnet call Daylight Saving Time which isn't as good I think. I had Syliva Plath in mind when I wrote The Healing Land, Lady Lazarus sprung to mind.
And I a smiling woman.
I am only thirty.
And like the cat I have nine times to die.
This is Number Three.
What a trash
To annihilate each decade.
I wonder did Plath ever know what a consequence her shadow would cast? How could she have ever possibly known! As usual I return to the land as a source of inspiration and solace. This is the result of having grown up on a farm. I had a close relationship with nature as a child.
Last night I wrote another sonnet. It came easier than some have done but it is from practice. I feel like I must say now that I feel very blessed that I can write and that I do have some sort of a creative life. I feel privileged lots of times but I never really say it. Even if I were never published I would still write.
Fellow blogger Peter Goulding aka thestammeringpoet also has a piece about Shot Glass Journal posted. You can check out the archive of the ezine for his work.
I'm off shortly to the Boyne Writers' Group AGM on what is a very cold night.