11-16 from My Lost Journal
I lollygag the infinite. I should be a hawkerin a carnival of lust. I should snick this love tide of regret. Between stories, there’s silence. I want something special between us. The sky stops at...
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I really like this, esp. the last line, but even more, I think I like "I have my doubts about tomorrow." Maybe add that to the poem? It just strikes me as so rich with possibility. Why would someone...
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Every word in this poem has its place. Do not cut any of it. Actually Greta's suggestion is intriguing!
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I'm with them, Hadley, about the linebut P.S. about the poem -- don't do it!, ahem, Tell N. not to do it!
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I have my doubts about tomorrow --- as title? Hadley, I do love this piece.
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