That is fantastic. The poem is so yours -- dark, mysterious, brilliant in mind and spirit. Congratulations on getting it published and thank you for sharing your art with all of us!
Annie= no, the poetry book is not published, or even submitted! i have it collected and that is that. i coulllld get off my booty and submit it, but i've been working on my novel.
That One Girl= the home pics i truly get all over the blogworld, i jump around and whenever i see a great photo i save it...i also go to Apartment Therapy and The Selby
...i bleed in sprinkles and sparkles... My favorite line in your great poem. (How come they don't list the address to your blog in the list of contributors' websites?)
such incredible imagery, congratulations maggie. and great title too... would love to hear your voice while reading it .. you might need to do a you tube reading for your online followers... though, what would a you tube poetry reading be like? strange, lovely? both?
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Whoa girl. Here. I hold my hands out. Spit those cherry stems and pits right here....
I like!
I've never been to Blood Lotus; there's a lot of talent there. I think my mind might be melting because of it, haha. ;-)
I did. Congratulations.
Hi Maggie,
Congratulations! I've read your poem, and scanned the rest of the issue. I'm sure I'll be back to read more. It looks like a great publication!
In your bio at Blood Locus, it says you've completed a book of poems. Is it available for purchase? (I hope you say, yes!)
Wooo! Congrats!
P.S. Where do you find all these awesome house pictures! They are great decorating inspiration!
"I bleed in sprinkles and sparkles." Wow. I love that.
That is fantastic. The poem is so yours -- dark, mysterious, brilliant in mind and spirit. Congratulations on getting it published and thank you for sharing your art with all of us!
Annie= no, the poetry book is not published, or even submitted! i have it collected and that is that. i coulllld get off my booty and submit it, but i've been working on my novel.
That One Girl= the home pics i truly get all over the blogworld, i jump around and whenever i see a great photo i save it...i also go to Apartment Therapy and The Selby
Yay! Maggie! Yay! Congratulations.
...i bleed in sprinkles and sparkles... My favorite line in your great poem.
(How come they don't list the address to your blog in the list of contributors' websites?)
Fantastic! Congrats!
Bravo! Fabulous imagery.
Awesome! Simply awesome. Way to go. Congrats. Yay!
Congratulations, Maggie! Well deserved.
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SB
Good for you. Each one a victory, sprinkles and all.
Ooo lala! Good/beautiful work.
i did i did and i'm even more impressed with you now than i was before. and i didn't even know that was possible!
Great job, Maggie! Beautiful words as always - the cherry stems - what an image!
Congratulations!
great poem, maggie!
Congratulations! They know talent when they see it.
"the guests drink their fill (of me)" - what a perfect ending to a beautiful, painful poem.
You have so much talent, girl...thanks for sharing your gift with the world. :)
thank you so much for reading my poem!!! i appreciate it so much you guys. xo
such incredible imagery, congratulations maggie. and great title too... would love to hear your voice while reading it .. you might need to do a you tube reading for your online followers... though, what would a you tube poetry reading be like? strange, lovely? both?
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