Poetry Northwest has taken one of my poems. I'm thrilled! As an undergraduate at Arizona State I spent hours in the library reading back issues of poetry journals. My two favorites were Poetry Northwest and Crazyhorse. It was 1997. I hadn't taken a workshop or worked with the poets in the English Department. I didn't have any poet friends. Journals were my teachers and my poet friends. And journals led me to new poets. After reading their work in Poetry Northwest I tracked down books by Mark Strand, Michael Harper, and Beckian Fritz Goldberg--some of my first poetry loves.
Poetry Northwest was the second journal I submitted work to. Spinning Jenny was the first. This was back in 1998. When I read the rejection slip tucked in my Poetry Northwest SASE I almost broke down in tears. Gawd, what a sissy! I so wanted to be in the pages of that slender journal. I promised myself to send again soon. But I stopped submitting to journals soon thereafter, and I just concentrated on my writing. When I felt my poems were ready for publication, I made a list of the top five journals I wanted to be published in. Poetry Northwest was at the top. But by this time, around 2001, I heard that the journal was no longer going to be produced.
Fast forward four years: I read that Poetry Northwest is again up and running. I submit. I submit only one poem. Yes, I know that might come off as arrogant to some editors. But I did send what I consider to be the best poem in my collection.
The poem is accepted. Wish fulfilled.