A lady came up and asked me, “How do you decide on topics for a poem?” They don’t spring full-grown, I replied. The topics seem to choose themselves in the end. A few words or sentences will occur to me And after that it either grows organically or Is built upon like a skyscraper where the architect Comes in almost every day and changes the plans again.
Current draft: 4/11/2010 Created on 4/11/2010 3:26 PM
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