I learned about Medium several months ago and really enjoyed participating…for a little while. Unfortunately for me and, evidently, many other short-form writers, the way Medium evaluates and assigns earnings changed dramatically.
Now, my work most often goes unseen and apparently worthless. Soon, it will cost me more to be here than I receive each month. At that point, I’ll be gone. If you have found any pleasure in my work, you can still find a few books of my poetry on Amazon.
I do not intend to pander to Medium by telling people what they’re doing wrong or make…
One of the visible spirits of Grace in my life,
You offer me always more love than I’ve ever deserved;
With critical eye and kind heart you regard what I do
And judge it all with generosity, always unswerved.
When I go walking the thin ice of hard public scrutiny,
Your hand’s there to steady my paces so I rarely stumble;
With warmth you pick out for me what’s best in work that I do,
And still your intelligence questions me, keeping me humble.
There have been many times when, to do all the work that I wanted
To do, I would try to be tireless, hard-palmed and tough;
too soon old, too late smart