Some time ago I wrote about occasional poetry, and a contest held by The New Quarterly. I entered two poems, and although neither won, both were shortlisted, and one is going to be printed in an upcoming issue.
I’m so pleased about this that I’ve written a (very short) poem for the occasion. Recursive occasional poetry, one may call it, and one thinks one will.
What’s drawn may be quartered (a dastardly deed!),
But sometimes what’s written,
May be “Quarterlied”!