[The poet / Has only the formulations of midnight.” – Wallace Stevens]
Reading his poem over and over that middle night, desperately fixing flaws he finds, counting rhythms, unintended rhymes X’d out, and then there’s fixing that very last line, too much truth in that one, try metaphor – instead.
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