Can't believe it took me this long to figure it out: The discipline of this retreat is a form of surrender. Giving in to the requirements of the prompt.
Turning out some good poems, and some that are frankly practice pieces-- but that doesn't matter as much as the lasting effects I can see this will have. The next level, or at least a next level. Awareness of many more aspects of poems. Challenging to hold them all in my head at one time, while working on a poem: but then, that's what revisions are for, right?
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The Day of My First Driving Lesson
Country Well-Known as an Old Nightmare's Stable
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Knocking from Inside
Sunday, December 06, 2020
Discipline and surrender
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