I was miserable, of course, for I was seventeen,
and so I swung into action and wrote a poem,
and it was miserable, for that was how I thought
poetry worked: you digested experience and shat
literature.
* * *
William Matthews, “Mingus at the Showplace” from Time and Money: New Poems.
© 1995 by William Matthews.
William Matthews, “Mingus at the Showplace” from Time and Money: New Poems.
© 1995 by William Matthews.
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