What They Will Say

Some times, I wonder if I write for the future. That may seem like a strange statement to make. Forty-three years ago, I wrote a poem that at the time no one wanted to know. Now it is my best-loved poem read by countless people around the world. Thirty years ago, I wrote two poems and each one won me an award, but at the time I wrote them, no one wanted to know. All of which makes me wonder if what I wrote in my yesteryears that then none wanted to know. Could they all be popular now? Today I started collecting and retyping short stories I wrote twenty years ago. At the time, publishers and agents didn’t want to know. Now twenty year on I am wondering what they will say. 24 January 2009