A friend often reminds me that every “no” gets you closer to a “yes.” Wise words.
After my disappointment/moping/whining/etc. over that one rejection, I’ve received two acceptances.
Such bounty, for which I’m grateful. And yet another reminder to keep perspective. A reminder to keep sending poems out (no one sees them if they’re in a digital drawer.)
It also reminds me of how much poetry can make my feel like I’m still in high school. Dance often made me feel the same way.