I’m doing it all: Publishing, editing, Getting the meter right, Developing a theme Which I may rhyme or not. Modifying, reappraising, Going through with laser eyes;
Taking hours, days, weeks… (Years because I tinker), After all, I am the thinker and re-thinker, And there’s no one there to help. I am the pulp, The flesh and bones Who goes it all alone Out of conviction, Inner aspiration, Internal prodding From a living and supposed God…
I guess I’m not so all alone, Without assistance In the instances of writing, Since I’m citing someone higher as as cicerone.
Doing It All 10.11.2018 The Processes: Creative, Thinking, Meditative II; Arlene Nover Corwin