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Recently I’ve received a number of poetry submissions. In some respects, I thought with the site, I’d get a number of people who wanted to rant and take expression past the abstract and visual.  Usually I get admonitions from the close people in my life for the number of TMI’s I share and my email box fills with the words and heat of people who have somehow found Kungfu, who want some space on the wall, adding to the voice of it all.

I always find it strange though that when I ask potential submitters for bios, they send me pedigrees and a list of awards from the internet and real world.  I could care less where you’ve come from and who made note of it.     I know in this time of self expression and fostering self esteem that people want to feel love and warmth… 

But really folks the site is called KungFu for a reason and professional poets are welcome but I don’t break out the Astroglide when you submit two or three pieces and a long list of awards, heralding your other successful pieces.  My thought is always whether or not you have sent me award winning poetry or the work that has yet to win an award?
Recently I have received submissions from fish that hungrily swim to the top of the internet bowl and wait excitedly for the morsels of acceptance, the trail of their name being published, never noticing the little line of shit that follows behind them. 

I don’t give out awards and recognition.  I have a number of reasons for not giving acclaim and accolades to those whose work is shown with this site.  I don’t endorse other people’s shit. 

I will give you a home and a place to express yourself.  I will introduce you to other people who write, to an audience that is hungry to see the work of an adventurous and exciting writer.  The goldstars stopped in Kindergarten for me. 

Listen with your eyes to the words on this site, you will hear a resonance, something which leaves a coppery taste at the back of your throat. A chemical lingering, formed from the property of a compound simultaneously having  the characteristics of two or more structural forms, creativeness and heart. Did you think all you had to do was knock on the door and proudly show your black belt? 

That aint KungFu….

Pablo