The other day, I received a memory notification on Facebook that 2 years prior, I had been published in The Buffalo News. This was a momentous day which I wrote about in my blog back then, and am writing about now, as well.
See, long story made very short, I wanted to be published in The Buffalo News poetry column since I was about 15, and I did not accomplish it until well after I began my publishing career in 2018. On Fire was a special little poem I wrote for a poetry contest that I won, and I liked it enough to throw it into my submission packet, and then one day I got up the guts to actually send it to The News, with literally no expectation whatsoever. In fact, I forgot I even sent it, until the day it appeared in the Sunday paper.
I felt so accomplished. I know to some it may seem like hardly anything, but for me it was a dream 20 years in the making. I had already published several pieces, and my book had been out for a few months, but that was the day I truly felt like an actual author.
Well, folks, the paper dropped the column. Shocking, isn’t it? This left me with a hollow feeling, as if now the newspaper is completely devoid of hope.
The column has been run by Robert D. Pohl, a man I have never met but know of via socials and friends of friends. Despite not knowing him, I would run up and hug him if I could, because in my opinion he gave me the gift of a dream come true, and I am sad to see his legacy leave the newspaper.
Another thing Robert did was keep the literature calendar, which I believe I heard he will still try to continue to do, which Is a blessing to all us writers. The literature calendar told us who was reading where and when, and also who was hosting open mics and other events. Buffalo has a pretty broad writing community, and I am hopeful that we will still be able to figure out how to get together.
Anyhoo, I am very sad to see this feature go, but I am very grateful to have been published when I was. What we need here in Buffalo is an arts magazine again. We used to have one, but it folded, and now we have nothing to promote and discuss our incredibly vibrant arts scene. I wish someone would step up and create such awesomeness…I can tell you, you would not be short of content. We have enough writers in this city to bring it to life-shame I don’t know a single entrepreneur, though.