It’s not very often that I have the opportunity to publish two blog posts in one week, and this week has probably been busier than most! As I’ve settled down to recover from all the chaos however, I thought I’d write a short post to share my most recently published poem, which I received a copy of on Friday. Exciting times!
I’m particularly proud of this poem as it’s something I wrote for my university portfolio eight years ago, but which only got accepted for publication by The New Writer after I’d made a couple of vocabulary changes to it. I think the moral of this story is that sometimes perseverance pays!
Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!
If I were a tree,
gnarled and shrunken with misery,
you would have felled me long ago,
slicing me into your paper girl, my rings of beauty
lost in the monotony of this:
a blank page.
When was it that love became a mere noun,
time and time again
in the branches
of a tree
bearing no fruit?