Purple's Platitudes

nothing but words …

when asked about revising

05 March 2014

 

 

almost

never, still means

sometimes, or possibly,

although, really, I just never

revise.

 

I guess

that probably

excludes me from being

what you would call a genuine

poet.

 

I am

spontaneous.

It’s sort of like childbirth,

once it’s out, it’s out, nurtured, but

unchanged.

 

Oddly,

it’s only my

poetry, as fiction

is constantly revised, never

finished.

 

In fact,

I’m envious

of poets who revise,

those who polish to perfection —

it shows.

 

It’s art,

a craft one learns,

a lifetime of practice,

that we each must do our own way,

I think.

 

So, no,

I don’t revise,

to answer your question.

I’m really not concerned about

it though.

 

 

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