An old friend in poetry emails me:
In a dream the other week I was writing a poem that came together as if I
were taking dictation - such a pleasure to have something shape itself with
such assurance. So then I published my new poem - only to have people write
and tell me I was misrepresenting it as new work, when I'd published almost
exactly the same poem 30 years ago! So then I knew why the words had come so
readily to hand...
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