That same unasked-for two-page cover letter:
She tells you that her muses are her cats.
She was a teacher, is retired now. That's
Why she has time to knit a monthly sweater
And write these poems. For Mankind seems a debtor
Compared to richer creatures. See the bats
In their fine cloaks! the acorns with their hats!
The glossy surcoat of an Irish Setter!
They're not as bad as last week's, but you know
To scuttle that encouraging reply:
Beneath the slot the slipped manila settles.
You try to keep ahead of it, but oh!
These hordes of sickly-sweet Orchidiae
Won't stop until they smother you with petals.
With a career in archaeology and museums I was a closet writer until June 2010 and hence largely self taught. Since then I have done various courses and workshops and worked with an online tutor. In 2011 I had some modest success, winning one poetry competition, runner up in another, being published by Lighten Up Online and being a finalist in the Worcestershire Laureate competition.
Blog and You Tube videos: www.wordstring.blogspot.com