Do-over

Last week I sent off manuscripts to the Grub Street Manuscript Mart, where professional agents agree to review 20 pages of your work. Unfortunately I sent them in the wrong format--single spaced, instead of double-spaced. A very kind man from Grub Street notified me of the problem and gave me a second chance to get it right. So I spent this morning reformatting (and cutting in half) the manuscripts. I hope that all works out. In any case I am grateful for the second chance.

Last night I participated in the Unity Club Poetry Jam Slam at the college. It was smaller and shorter than usual, but it was still a good time. I had memorized a poem to present that was a tribute to the premier student poet at the event, who goes by the name of "T."

T. 

 

Hey, Ms. T.,

you inspire me

with your poetry.

 

What’s plain to see

is your audacity

and bold temerity,

but you and me

know a reality

that essentiality

has a consistency

of universality

with spirituality

and equanimity.

 

So with timidity

and humility

and deep respect from me,

I say your poetry

creates unity

out of diversity,

and that speaks to me.

So, thank you, T.

--James W. Kershner January 2013