There's been a long silence here, and there has been in most of my writing life. I still write, and still write stuff I like a lot. But it's been a really dry stretch in terms of convincing other people to like it.
Since my poem in Relief, I have been rejected by the Antigonish Review, Off the Coast, Crazyhorse, and (this time) Relief.
Closure is always nice. Off the Coast sent me a nice brief note, saying I was recommended but didn't make the cut. Antigonish Review's rejection consisted of "oh, yeah, well, you're not here in our list of poems we're publishing so that probably means the poetry editor decided against you." Gee, thanks.
Didn't I get married just to avoid this kind of thing?