WHERE'S THE HORSE TO THIS PUSHCART?
Just got nominated for a Pushcart Prize. It's my gazillionth nomination (have lost track), but I never win. I think I'm on my way to setting a record of sorts: The Most Nominated Loser. I use the word "Loser" with fondness, of course -- it reminds me of Steve Martin saying to Meryl Streep that all of her Oscar nominations means she's lost the most. (Except that Meryl's actually won an Oscar, I know, but work with Moi here...)
Anyway, thank you, poetry editors. Without you, the establishment wouldn't ... establish. Without you, I wouldn't be on my way to setting a new record! Never mind the prize, as all master poetics-ians know: It's the Journey! Onward!
Labels: What I Do To Amuse Moiself