Putting pen to paper
The letters spin themselves
Into tapestry of words and sentences.
But it was not good enough
It needed to flow or have a point.
Some structure beyond mere words
So the editor came rearranging
Not just once but several times
And the bees of thought stung
Each time saying "It no good."
Demoralized, it got worse
Stopping, deleting, beginning again
Some new tapestry
The editor came
"It no good."
Rearranging
"It no good."
Start again
And after a time
Some instinct beyond
It good.
Denis Streeter 2/17/12
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