Thursday, August 2, 2018

CAREER


When he was young he wrote twenty
Or twenty two very good poems.
The rest of his career was spent
In writing them over. They grew tired
And coarse. Towards the end
The lovely “Tyrhennian Light”
Had become a recipe
For a dust and jalapeƱo omelet.
As he was dying, Wordsworth’s ghost
Dropped by to say “It doesn’t count
If you do it deliberately.”

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