A sentence on drafting

Writing a poem, I mean re-writing it, sounding out and rolling sounds and meanings around, considering each word and asking if a better alternative can be found, lying in bed and walking down the road with the lines in your head, getting home, sitting with the words, asking is what you meant, living with it for months, maybe years, removing, replacing punctuation, changing, again, where the line breaks fall, reshaping, so that if you were to animate all the different versions they’d twist and shift like starlings in murmuration.


  1. People have different approaches and different speeds of finding something they are happy enough with I guess. Maybe your words are swift to roost on the page because
    they’ve been in the air long enough John. x

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