I have submitted words for decades,

back in the 80’s it was with stamps

and typewritten. In the 90’s it

was the self-addressed stamped envelopes.

I gave up in the 2000’s too busy

having children to write anything down

except lists upon lists and breast-feeding

in my sleep. So I probably woke up in 2010

sometime after my second novel, between

getting cheated out of my royalties

to producing poems on smoky notepads

and wine stained lips. I submit my words

and feel the rejection tickle my psyche

with I toldyayousuck and all those

self-doubts in editors words polished

up as this is not what we are looking for

at the moment. I gave up on submissions,

then when I did,

I was sought after,

published a poem here, there, in some

obscure website, and still

nothing can burn up rejection letters

not even a fire itself. Ingrained in

the memory, so why would I want to

start over, create an account,

and submit poetry

for the tone of my poems

are never what university professors are

searching for. They want so-and-so to

change the world, pick the star themselves

the one with the perfect amount of short stories

under their belt,

five or less published poems,

in a master’s program studying under the writer

in residence of the year. These are the acceptable ones.

I learned that so long ago

so do not send me any more emails

on how to submit.

Submissions are closed.


By Christina Strigas

Christina Strigas is a Canadian poet, raised by Greek immigrants, and has written three poetry books. Her latest, Love & Vodka, has been featured by CBC Books in, “Your Ultimate Canadian Poetry List: 68 Poetry Collections Recommended by you.”
LOVE & METAXA, her fourth poetry book is coming out May 25, 2021.
In her spare time, Christina enjoys foreign cinema, reading the classics, and cooking traditional Greek recipes that have been handed down from her grandmother.

23 replies on “Submissions”

They haven’t written a rejection letter yet that could refuse what power you have in your words. I’m new to trying to hand my words to people who haven’t come looking for them. I could write some grandeous post here about how your words affect my heart. How much I love them and what they mean to you. But you already know I revere you with the respect due The Mighty Athena, herself. Your words are your acropolis…and each time I look for them I find the Parthenon.
You’re a Laureate, with me, always, Christina. ❤

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I will screenshot this and read it when I feel down on myself. You lift my spirits Eric. Thank you for being here and reading me. I feel honored.
Much respect,
my Greek ancestors say hello by the way.
Chrissy x

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I never submitted to agents. Just publishing houses until after all the rejections, I was accepted to publish my book. Poetry is another animal. That I am self-publishing. Thank you so much Andrew, you are way too kind. Xx

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The “this is not what we are looking for at the moment” is the most maddening response because most of the time, I often tailor a piece so that it would be EXACTLY what they are looking for. Still, the worst response is no response. I can so relate to the endless lists of motherhood. I actually have to write down activities I want to do with my daughter, or I will forget.

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