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There is nothing more wonderful than having a cup of coffee out on the deck in the morning and reading a book of poetry. Except now, I've given up coffee. I think it is weird stuff. So, now there is nothing more wonderful than being out on the deck and reading a book of poetry. Except now, I hate poetry. I can't stand it. That's why I try to write poetry.
2 comments:
that's the very ambivalence that i'm feeling about it. sorry you're feeling that way as well, but you're not alone.
kc,
So much production, so little art.
Thanks,
Tom
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