Call for Submissions


2020 Mizmor Poetry Anthology
Annual Deadline: August 15
Mizmor Anthology is centered on a theme:
"Editors are looking for poems reflecting
on the spiritual connection between human beings,
nature and the environment."
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Visit the website for the complete guidelines

Please submit via SUBMITTABLE form


-- No fee to submit --

Writers will receive one print copy
mailed to U.S. address, only.
 
Sample Poem by Lois Edstrom
 
EBEY’S LANDING
Whidbey Island
 
I come to the shore when demands of everyday
grow heavy, float on waves of stillness,
calmed by rhythms of the sea.
 
The time between this and then —
a quiet moment when day fades into night,
or a clutch of seasons that span a lifetime.
 
I wait, standing on the edge
of the unknown — time salted with intensity,
serenity, hopefulness, uncertainty.
 
How to wait, yet capture the moment. How to 
savor change, yet cling to the authenticity
of the fixed.
 
Is it longing for something beyond myself
that ripples deep within the mysterious
well of possibilities?
 
The poet says, Don’t try too hard. Just be.
Slow down the words. See how light
informs the sea, how it plays counterpoint
 
to the tide, and mountains ghost to the horizon.
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