Thursday, October 21, 2004

I'm up at 1:30, and I really like this poem, because I was thinking of Carl Sandburg while I was reading it. Of course, Carl Sandburg is much better, as he was one of my childhood idols, but something about the style reminds me of that. F.C. Wong, thank you.

I have of course been unable to write poetry for many years. You must have something that I lack now to write a good poem. Maybe it's a kind of sustained energy for revision. I don't know. I wrote bad haiku in my notebook to keep myself from fidgeting too much during infancy class. But that's a whole different story.

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