Whale Sound is accepting submissions.
I’m still out there looking for stuff I want to read and definitely won’t stop with that, but I scared myself yesterday thinking that if I kept Whale Sound to an invitation-only format I might build a fuzzy comfort zone and stop pushing the edges of anything. There are poems out there that are beyond me, and scary, and that I probably would never choose if left to myself, even though their name really is Whale Sound and Whale Sound needs them to balloon and prance about and be capable of anything.
So send me your poems!
Good idea.
Great news!
I just wrote a poem about a chicken.
Come to think of it…it is not the first time I write a poem about a chicken. I always seem to tie them in to men.
Now that’s an interesting connection for sure! Thanks for stopping by, Didi.