I chose to read Dorianne Laux's "Antilamentation" today rather than anything of my own. It's a poem about regretting nothing, and brings to mind the lines in "The Disiderata": And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
There is no doubt my ongoing MFA work will make poetry a greater part of my life 2016. And yet, I know that one day of focusing on poetry does not a practice make. Therefore, here's to re-committing, daily, to putting pen to page or fingers to keyboard and to finding my subject and building my body of work.
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