The words appear and finish each line themselves and suddenly appears before my very eyes a beginning a middle and an end - but don't ask me how.
Later, when I try to read through the scrambled scrawl, the word pictures aren't always clear and the metaphors get tangled in the unreadable words.
And I wonder what in the world was I thinking?
I'm sure this happens to you all the time.
That is, it would if you ever get in the zone to write a poem.
Copyright © 2006 by Anthony Buccino, all rights reserved.
The Trouble with Poetry (part one)
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