7699. EVERY SO OFTEN

EVERY SO OFTEN

Every so often I get this ludicrous feeling,

of; 'This is going to do it for me! This is the

one that will get people talking, push me right

over the top.' Of course, nothing happens

and I'm the same old flop. But, yet there's

instilled, somewhere within me, the good

feeling that the trying is more than the game,

it is the game itself plus all the push and 

verve that builds it. 

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I can understand. An early morning sunside 

trip through Brooklyn lower, walking. That 

brings it to me. I scan the arch-fold cathedral bridge 

and it echoes Hart Crane : the gentle maraud of 

a billion passing feet; Bedlamites, on dark parade.

There is a writer's hand, I know it, on 

the tiller of my ship.