Covid Times

Well, it's been a while since I've haunted the ol' Ghost.

Yes, we live in remarkable, evolutionary times.  

And still, I find the brokers gonna broker, the makers gonna make, the ogres gonna ogre.   

My thanks to Rebecca Faust for soliciting a poem of mine for a feature in Women's Voices for Change.  Of the poem, which first appeared in Hudson Review, she writes: 

Figures of speech help a writer to communicate ideas difficult to express in words or more effectively communicated non-verbally.  Schemes tend to work through sound and rhythm to produce a visceral effect felt in the body by making language more musical, persuasive, or memorable. In contrast, tropes appeal to the intellect by adding complexity or ambiguity to otherwise simple language. Broadly speaking, both types of figures of speech help engage both the hearts and the minds of readers, and in a very compressed and efficient way. A poem that really drives all this home, “Figures” by Wendy Videlock, is featured this week in Poetry Sunday for Women’s Voices for Change: 

FIGURES/Voices for Change

Thanks also to the editors of Hudson Review, who have published another couple of my poems:

The Twin/Hudson Review

And thanks also to Hopkins Review, who have published more of my works in recent months. 

And Think Journal, which published The Ogre, (in which the poet fixes her gaze on the many-armed social media beast)

And to Able Muse, for publishing my memorial, (O Timothy Tim), in honor of poet, Timothy Murphy in their Tribute issue

And to Better than Starbucks, for awarding my sonnet, Snag, Honorable Mention in their yearly sonnet contest.  

And to Juxtaprose for soliciting upcoming work. 

And to Light, for republishing a short piece in an upcoming issue. 

And to the muse, or the daemon, or the breath -- for the inspiration to put the finishing touches on my (3) new manuscripts. Stay tuned.   

Meanwhile, 

Summer time, and the moving is slow, the writing is steady, the nerves are frayed, everything is made just a little more precious, and  the rigorous, fragile heart is ready to make the best of just about anything. 

On most days, anyway. 























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