Sunday

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.