Poem: Focus


You paint. This is what you do.
You write. This too is what you do.
Words and lines and nothing quite in focus,
but still, you do. Waiting
for focus to emerge.

About this poem.

This was a very long poem. Unfocused, you might say.

No longer

The picture is from my studio.


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