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Highlights for Children | Publishing Opportunity

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I know we must have some poets out there who enjoy writing children’s poetry. I’ve never been much good at it myself, but we at The Reverie want to share multiple opportunities with our poets for potential publication. Of course, we certainly hope you’ll still consider submitting with us for our Write for Us. Submissions for the magazine also just reopened.

I’m sure many of you already are familiar with the children’s magazine, Highlights.

They don’t publish much poetry, but you can view all their submissions guidelines for more information on that.

Contact: Christine French Cully, editor-in-chief

Please review their guidelines, here, before submitting.

Don’t forget, our Monday prompt is live and ready for you to write.

Publishing Opportunities are compiled from information gathered in the 2015 Poet’s Market.

Ulysses by Gary Tribble

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Artist: Joby Dorr

Artist: Joby Dorr

As no one tied me to the mast.
I dove in headlong, swiftly swimming
To the nearby stony shore;
And there was dashed against the rocks.

Tossed by churning waters
Back and forth, in frothy foam,
Drawn by voices indistinct,
Disjointed, stretched in violence.

Disoriented where the waves fell
Hard on boulders’ jagged edges.
Lost — my former goal, my purpose —
In this great new urgent need — survival.

Where are now my boon companions
Whom I should have charged to bind me?
How had I abandoned them,
And let my yearning overwhelm

All my training, all my wisdom,
What experience had shown
Must inevitably follow
Following my yearning heart?

Now I strive to make some sense of
Where I am, of what confronts me
How to exercise control of
All my strength, establish bearings

That will let me choose a handhold,
Hold a jagged edge of boulder
Flexibly, just long enough
To thrust myself up free of swirling,

Tossing forces that would dash me
To disjointed pieces if I
Let them overwhelm my strength,
My purpose, vision, goals — my future.

Now above the cliff, surveying
What my strength has won for me.
Calm, reflecting on my struggle,
Turn and set my foot ahead.

Dedicated to Michael S. Tribble, who wears Ulysses on his arm.

Lost in the Darkness | Prompt

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Some of you may noticed the prompt was…well,…not here yesterday.

I am so very blessed to be living in the affected area of what everyone seems to be calling “snowacopolyse.” I’d laugh at the absurdity of it, but I’m on day three of having my children home from school and it’s just not funny anymore.

We had a power outage yesterday that left us spending quality time together in the glow of so many candles it looked like we were mourning the dead or performing a demonic incantation.

So in light of our darkness, I want you to write about the darkness.

Make it your theme, use the word, talk about light in the darkness…Whatever inspires you, let the darkness guide it!

Remember to link up by posting in the comments below or linking back to this post. All poems submitted for the prompt will be considered for this year’s magazine. Happy writing!

Where Would You Go? | Prompt

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We just got our first snow of the season here and our skies are gray and overcast. It’s depressing weather. I’m not a fan of the cold.

So to combat that, let’s take this week’s prompt on a little vacation:

Write about a place you wish you could visit.

Any where. Any time.

Where would you go if you could go right now?

Have fun and link back to this post or leave your post in the comments. All prompt entries will be considered for this year’s magazine.