Poet’s End

To share a life of work has got to come to an end: the poem, a book of poetry, a collection and more.

Like any worker, he matures and his work becomes limited and more difficult to produce.

Like an aging driver, he starts to limit himself because change is more difficult to resolve.

Most poets retire when their work begins to suffer at their own hands.

But many are able to continue on at a lesser capacity for years.


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