Plight of the Poet

It has been too long since I’ve written something without a purpose. I so often used to write just to write, for the joy of it...

The poet is a procrastinator. He goes out of his way to find other things to put his mind to. The poet knows everything else he does...

What does one say when one sits down to write? He could speak of the sound of somebody outside wheeling the big plastic garbage can to...