I’m reading through my own poems this morning,
trying to put together a manuscript, and I’m having
the ominous feeling that they are just terrible.
I hope to recover from this shortly.
Keep moving forward, trust yourself, Risa. Your voice in person and poetry always comforts me because you tell the truth.
Cheering you on toward a speedy recovery, as they say!
What poet doesn’t feel that way sometimes? Then there are the days when to your delight the same work seems wonderful. Take heart!
Your writing, your poetry–terrible is not a word to which I would assign to your work. Retrospective and introspective, evocative of many emotions. Your stuff is worthy of publication and will continue to be, I am sure.
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