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Insomniac [Oct. 11th, 2007|10:32 am]
Tony Grist

I lay awake last night trying to remember the texts of poems I wrote 15 years ago and of which no known copies survive. 

Not an activity I'd recommend.

Not at all restful. Not at all a good way of getting to sleep.

Certain lines remain. You'd think I'd be able to reconstruct the surrounding text from these markers but I can't. Even where I know the general sense the actual words elude me. In some particularly frustrating instances I know the grammar and rythmn of a line but one or two key words have fallen out. Come on, I wrote the originals; surely my mind stll runs in the same grooves, this ought to be child's play. But it doesn't and it isn't.

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[User Picture]From: kaysho
2007-10-12 11:55 pm (UTC)
I'm always surprised to go back and read things I wrote years before. The words seem alien, as though someone else wrote them.

I also find that I think what I wrote years ago sounds so much better than what I'm writing now, although I suspect that's probably just because I tend to go back and re-read only the good stuff. :)
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2007-10-13 10:15 am (UTC)
Distance lends objectivity.

I look at my "collected" verse- 30-40 years worth- and it's all of it far enough away for me to judge it as if it was someone else's. I reckon there were three- quite short- periods when I was writing on top of my game and everything in between is filler.
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