I uploaded all of my poet­ry last night. Ver­bal Impo­tence no longer exists, I’ve just got them shoved into a sub­cat­e­go­ry on the main site. I don’t like any of my poems. Some are just blobs of words, some are too men­tal, some just plain suck. Still, they need wrenched from me every now and then. And pret­ty much every one of them has at least one turn of phrase or sound con­struc­tion that makes me feel good. Maybe that is why there are so many weak spots in the poems. Because every­thing sur­round­ing the smidgen that I like was nec­es­sary to pull forth that smidgen.
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