I am considering self-publishing.

I have always been conflicted about the idea. Most of my favorite poets are self-published. The industry of professional publishing is really rather recent actually and seems to be swinging back to self-publishing with internet technology etc.

I don’t know.

Something about a cover and binding attracts me. Ultimately it is hubris and ego that drive the desire and also the resistance to it.

I write for the same reason I breathe. So why publish at all? A legacy? Not really…I already answered the question. The bound is held captive and brought into the real world in a way the ethereal web cannot seem to accomplish.

I have never really been big on submitting poems to magazines and collections. After who knows how many thousands of poems later I may have submitted only a dozen in my life.

Maybe I will. What do you think?