Being a writer is a solitary affair, and sometimes it can be hard, especially when we send out our precious works into the world and they are rejected. I have had loads of rejection, the key thing is to keep on going. It is to some extent a numbers game, so eventually, if you send enough out into the world you are bound to get a positive response. Beyond numbers, it is important to find your niche. What is it you want to write? Where do you want to publish it? These are big questions, and not always easy to answer.
I write a lot. Mostly haiku. And surprisingly I have found my niche. I heard yesterday that another of my haiku is to be published. This will feature in Poetry Pea's next journal and be in the podcast in June.
Here it is, inspired by a glimpse through the trees:
panicles of
horse chestnut flowers --
snowy alpine peaks
This is a single object haiku, and I hope expresses Toriawase, that it is harmonious and without juxtaposition. Does it feel harmonious to you when you read it? I also like to think there is a lightness of touch there, and some humour.
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