Saturday, May 8, 2010

Remuneration

July 9, 2009


No one makes money writing poetry.
Well, someone eventually does gain:
a publisher, some critic, an estate—
someone.

But after you're dead
and can't come back
to defend or explain.

No, really. It was just
about a tree.

I was not on drugs
when I wrote that.

I was more perfectly sane
than at any other time in my life.

If you don't get it, don't worry.
I didn't write it for you.

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