Thursday, August 19, 2010

What were you thinking on the eve of publishing your first book of poetry?

What food did you prepare? With who was the picnic shared?


Poetry & food inseparable as only a circle.
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  1. SusanAugust 23, 2010 at 1:15 PM

    Myth

    not sure
    about the circle of
    it
    how you want something
    to
    happen and then it
    does
    later but at least
    once
    can't we just say
    it came out of nowhere
    with
    nothing but dust?

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