Dreams are perfect poems
packed with symbols, puns, and perfectly
spontaneous.
So why do we feel obliged
to edit and revise?
{by me at age 23 … March 1986 journal … and yes, I did a little bit of editing}
Dreams are perfect poems
packed with symbols, puns, and perfectly
spontaneous.
So why do we feel obliged
to edit and revise?
{by me at age 23 … March 1986 journal … and yes, I did a little bit of editing}
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