Showing posts with label oysters and editing poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label oysters and editing poetry. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 6, 2013

Oysters. How do oysters resemble editing a poem?

For oysters it's in eating at least a dozen. One after another.
For a poem it's re-reading, re-reading until the taste, the texture combine in a palpably fresh way. That's the process of editing.

For me, this comparison is null and void with clams on the half-shell. Cooked, yes.