Cup of Tea

I’ve been waiting to write this for a while, but today is the day: my latest book of poetry, entitled “Cup of Tea” is published, that is it is available for purchase on Amazon and Kindle. The announcement has been greeted with several likes and hearts and happy faces, at least 5 or 6 so far which is a lot for anything I post, but we’ll see if that translates into sales.
It is true that nobody reads poetry any more, and nobody buys poetry books. Partly that’s because books themselves are going unpurchased and unread, and poetry is about the least successful genre of book.
Women love the romances, grandparents and aunts and uncles buy children’s books, there are still some very nerdy people out there who read sci-fi and fantasy, some people buy detective shit if they’re going to be sitting on a plane for 6 hours, but there is no specific demographic for poetry.
People say it all the time: nobody cares about poetry any more. I think I know why.
On one site where I regularly post my stuff, my book announcement was met by a couple of people saying ‘rhyming poetry? ewww, think I’ll give that a pass,’ and, among all of the people writing poetry today, they are the vast majority. Most current poetry doesn’t rhyme, doesn’t hold to any particular meter, often as not does not make any sense, at least not any that anybody can figure out, and is just filled with depressing images and gratuitous dirty words.
I’m not generally a fan myself. Anyway, my books are different. My poems rhyme, they have meter, they make sense. Buy the book. You’ll see.