Hemingway Never Did This
I read that he lost a suitcase full of manuscripts on a
train and that they never were recovered.
I can’t match the agony of this
but the other night I wrote a 3—page poem
upon this computer
and through my lack of diligence and
practice
and by playing around with commands
on the menu
I somehow managed to erase the poem
forever.
believe me, such a thing is difficult to do
even for a novice
but I somehow managed to do
it.
now I don’t think this 3—pager was immortal
but there were some crazy wild lines,
now gone forever.
it bothers more than a touch, it’s some—
thing like knocking over a good bottle of
wine.
and writing about it hardly makes a good
poem.
still, I thought somehow you’d like to
know?
if not, at least you’ve read this far
and there could be better work
down the line.
let’s hope so, for your sake
and
mine.
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