Because his art is such
a difficult one, the writer is not likely to advance in the world
as visibly as do his neighbors: while his best friends from high
school or college are becoming junior partners in prestigious
law firms, or opening their own mortuaries, the writer may be
still sweating out his first novel.

I came to
pen another poem for you,
but even every unwritten poem
is you.

She who is a dancer can only sway the silk of her hair like the summer breeze.

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