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| J. Donald Coonrod's
Success Story |
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Many years ago, when I was just starting out in a career in medicine, I read an interesting article. It said a survey of physicians showed a majority regreted they were no longer able to find time for the arts--i.e., music and the literary and visual arts.
In my career I had the same problem. Years later, as the medical load lightened, I began to remember how
much I had enjoyed poetry. I'd written and stored a small number of fairly good poems, but then ignored them. In my return to the arts those poems became a sort of toe in the water, which soon became a foot, then a leg, and now poetry is one of my daily occupations. And it has been rewarding-no, not financially, but in the pleasure I take in writing and publishing poetry.
Even as I write, I know there are thousands of poets out there and very little, if anything, that I write will be remembered. But the joy I find in writing is something no one can take away from me, nor from you! |
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