forgive the generalizations but to me it seems that literary journals that cross my path (with a few notable exceptions such as Rampike & fillingStation) tend to publish poetry that reflects a homogenized pristine reality. the goal is always for precision in language, smooth rhythms.
I want to read poems that reflect the stumble that life is, the constant
struggle, the vagueness of language, its inability to say what we want to say. I
write poetry with this same philosophy in mind. I don't want even, predictable
rhythms. I want a word to be inexact, to lead to multiple possibilities or
ambiguity. I want to reflect tentativeness with hedgewords like rather and
perhaps. I eschew absolutes. I refuse requests to perfect the imperfect. I'm
not a god, I'm a flawed human who regularly fails. I want this reflected in my
poems & poems I read.