Saturday, November 1, 2025

On not writing what I read

 I read a lot of poetry. I don’t write poems.

When I turn on the tap, remarks about simple observations come out. No poetry. No fiction.

• Note: For the truly curious, see “The remark as a literary form,” July 4, 2022.

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