Here’s definitive proof that poets are in it for the money—which, I hasten to add, takes away not a single iota of my gratitude to CavanKerry Press for keeping my book alive 13 years after it was published. I have always believed that poetry does its work very slowly, one book and one reader (and sometimes one poem and one reader) at a time. I don’t know who bought these two copies of The Silence of Men, but I hope the poems are bringing them not just pleasure, but meaning and fulfillment. It makes me very happy that the book is still finding its way into readers’ hands.
Thanks for publishing your payment advice Richard. Incredible. Poetry is definitely a poor cousin. Yes it’s wonderful that people are still. Using your poetry; congratulations. I’m forwarding this to a friend who writes wonderful poetry & is hoping to retire soon to write more.
Kind regards Peter Forrester
Ha! I’m reminded of Glimpses of the Moon where the protagonist, after spending the entire play struggling to complete his great novel, announces that Knopf has granted him an advance–of $100. (In the book, it’s actually $200.)
Regardless, much congratulations!
Mazel Tov!