As you know, rejection hurts.  This is why the WANKER is a place of acceptance. Some might argue that we’re not discerning—enough—and yet, don’t we all need to be loved—and published?

This latest effort submitted to the WANKER poetry group might be a bit squirrelly.

While we at the WANKER like concise communication, sometimes it’s best just to let the mind wander.  Ergo, therefore, hence forth, and all that, following is a poem by a new, gifted wordsmith, joining the WANKER family of poets the world should hear from.  Get out your Tibetan singing bowls and ruminate on this one.

Nothing succeeds like success?  The WANKER poetry group is now receiving submissions from all over the country, so much so that we have become too immersed in administrative work, thus neglecting our own oeuvres.

More poetry from The Wanker poetry circle.

More poetry from The Wanker poetry circle.