Feeling nostalgic. Pulled out an oldie today. This was my very first published piece, published in Once Upon a Time magazine. I didn’t get paid a dime for this one, but still remember it as one of my favorite moments as a writer when I received the acceptance. It came in a colorful envelope with a fake dollar and one of the nicest, most upbeat acceptance letters I have ever received. Thank you, OUaT, for believing in me and helping me to do the same.
by Liana Mahoney
I am an archaeologist.
I dig for what is buried under layers
of knowledge, assumption, and prejudice.
With blind faith, I search for artifacts –
art, and facts –
that I trust lie in the depths,
waiting to be uncovered,
Tools at hand, I have the power
to corrupt or preserve the integrity of
what lies beneath the surface.
With painful precision, I
brush away sediments
to reveal trinkets of truth,
morsels of memories.
My discoveries are time capsules –
Immortal gifts to the future
and testaments to the past.
And so I dig.
I am the soul’s archaeologist.
I am a writer.
Believe in yourself, writer friends! Keep digging…keep writing!
Don’t forget to check out today’s Poetry Friday round-up with poet extraordinaire and fellow Poetry Garager, Renee LaTulippe at No Water River.