I've gone ahead and got the next long poem started and it appears to be another resurrected work, though probably left incomplete. After a full day in the new meter, I think I've cleared the mammals from my head. I've bought a big tub of tobacco. I don't want anyone to worry about my smoking. I'm sorry if I made you worry. And that other problem is over too. Sorry for sharing unpleasant news about myself. I don't want it to detract from your enjoyment of my work. I'll post part one of the eighth epic tomorrow. When I finish it, I'll start work on illustrations. |
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Tuesday, August 2, 2016
Breathing Space
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