Poetry, notes, and marginalia by William Michaelian
It occurs to me that I could hang this on the door of my office. But I don’t have an office. I work in a parlor.It also occurs to me that I am talking to myself. Hmm.
This guy seems to be always zenlike surprised by this astonishing life-circumstances...
Surprised; maybe overwhelmed; puzzled? bewildered? knows too much for his own good?
It must be tough between poems.
So tough, in fact, that sometimes I repeat myself.
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It occurs to me that I could hang this on the door of my office. But I don’t have an office. I work in a parlor.
It also occurs to me that I am talking to myself. Hmm.
This guy seems to be always zenlike surprised by this astonishing life-circumstances...
Surprised; maybe overwhelmed; puzzled? bewildered? knows too much for his own good?
It must be tough between poems.
So tough, in fact, that sometimes I repeat myself.
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