Wandering through previous manuscripts I am puzzled as to what has happened to my work

I have become a parody of a poet…what I have forgotten is that I am still discovering more about life ….. than I know

That observation requires thought and explanation…not shoot from the hip arrows that pin people to places when when they are still moving

It is humbling to see firsthand that you have regressed and even more so to accept it

I suppose a good dose of accountability and honest appraisal is a river all who dally in the arts…. Must row in from time to time

Humbled

Ttucro