I spent part of the late afternoon thumb-tacking
my manuscript onto the walls of the Writer Center
office I'm now inhabiting. I like looking at the poems
from this perspective, not always on a screen or page.
I've been living with this manuscript for almost two
years and am struggling to understand its hodge-podgeness.
I think if I can look at it like a curator looking at an array
of work by one artist I can see/understand in a new way.
This afternoon I looked and looked and that was good.
No great revelations. The poems will stay up for awhile.
I want to keep looking at them.