A New Post

I have had several blogs over the years for a number of different reasons. This one is about writing. I will be putting in some of my old writings; new ones as well you will also see some new things like possible magazine articles as though I was still writing for one of the magazines that have been published in the past. Some of those will strictly be for this blog others, will       be sent  to various publishers.

Today however I will introduce myself and explain why I am starting another blog. Before I got married I was published several times under my maiden name Annette E. Conner. I tried hyphenating for a while but Conner-Agnello was awkward. So I simply go by my married name Annette C. Agnello. When you change what you are know by you loose your past publication history it is at best a calculated risk. No one connects the poems published under my maiden name with the articles under my married name.

When I was a kid I had teachers who looked at my spelling and declared I could not write. I was a junior in high school who blessed me by looking at the writing and made me correct the spelling and hand it in again.  Suddenly my writing was considered good. It was a new experience.

Like most people I had begun with writing poems, quite a few of them got published. The first I entered in a contest and won. I remember writing Goldfinch. I came to a garage to get work done on my car. It was a early morning appointment and I got there before the place opened and watched a goldfinch eat a thistle. Close observation from a parked car gave me a clear view and let the bird feel as if he was alone. I was listening to an album that I liked so much I literally wore it out. I wish I could find another copy of “Bach by the Beach”. By the time the mechanic showed up I had the poem.

GOLDFINCH

On hillside grew a thistle
Filled with ripened seed
Festooned with silken plumes
God's provision, lowly weed

A pair of goldfinch
Attracted by purple crown
Stood on thorny blossom
Finding seeds beneath the down

Neath the colorful petals
Uncovering tasty seeds
In joyful abandon feasted,
At banquet form a weed

True to his promise, God provided
Birds of the air all they could eat
Together they sing their praises
Thanking God from banquet seat

Never hungering, with no worries
Trusting God for all their needs
Enjoying what he provided
Dining on their feast of seeds

by Annette E. Conner-Agnello
Aug ‘94 Nature/ Praise

I graduated to articles and short stories and now to writing a book. This is nothing like I expected to write for a first entry, for my writing blog. I am restarting an old blog,