Close reading of my own work
Just to be sure of the cognisance
Both for myself, and also for others
Although it is not strictly true
To say that I thought of this unaided
No, actually it was after a critique
Another sense, or meaning of success
Also, and this was of my own doing
There were typographical mistakes
And my back to front isms
Did not always ring true (pun intended)
Anyways I listened to David Whyte
Who I have heard many times
And I realised how often he uses repetition
Today’s words are yesterday’s words and so on
Then I turned the oven on
Almost exactly as instructed
(In preparation for cooking the turkey)
Thereby proving that my memory still works
Yet soon I was back to writing
Writing about close reading
Which I have done with others works
But never before with my own
Is this a glorified form of editing
I ask myself, two times actually
Still I do not start, some force holds me back
I will call it: The unknowing of the unknown
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| Christopher's Collected Works |
