Lorine Niedecker

advised me:
Learn a trade
I learned
to sit at desk
and condense
No layoff
from this
condensery
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About the Poem: Yesterday, I inadvertently wrote a poem that I'm going to advertently try to get published in The New Yorker, which efforts I'll someday claim were a genius work of performance art that entitles me to an NEA Grant in the range of a bazillion dollars (delivered to me in Hawaii, where I'll be living.) So today, I'm thinking about what it takes to write poetry -- as was today's poet.

Plus, adds, Sweetie "She's got a nerd husband. Jeff somebody."
Plus, adds me, judging by Google, she seems to live entirely in ball gowns.
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