A cautionary tale...

... for anyone aspiring to be a professional poet: Ten Fingers Typing

In the interests of balance, a response from Cider Press Review

And a sampling of intelligent commentary from the Blind Chatelaine and the Cackling Jackal.

I've submitted plenty of individual poems to contests, but never a book. And I don't think I'm going to. Not so much on the basis of this story and others like it, as that I agree with the Blind Chatelaine's comments about the economics of publishing poetry. In the age of print-on-demand micropresses, book contests just don't make as much sense.

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