Ok. What happened: the foregoing
poem, "Tricolore," was once "Flags
from whole cloth." It was shorter.
It didn't come together properly.
In the process of letting it,
billow out streaming on
"the breeze" I neglected
to open a new window, the
better to let the original fly
and perch in 2010's tree, originally. So I destroyed it. By mistake. Sorry poem.
Well, it was a sorry poem, then. However,
good news from bad! It's a
much
"better
poem" now in
2024, as I hope you
'd be willing to believe
since the evidence is beyond
ability or recall (mine) to
re-collect, now.
from whole cloth." It was shorter.
It didn't come together properly.
In the process of letting it,
billow out streaming on
"the breeze" I neglected
to open a new window, the
better to let the original fly
and perch in 2010's tree, originally. So I destroyed it. By mistake. Sorry poem.
Well, it was a sorry poem, then. However,
good news from bad! It's a
much
"better
poem" now in
2024, as I hope you
'd be willing to believe
since the evidence is beyond
ability or recall (mine) to
re-collect, now.
Crap. What a whiner I've
been about it:
been about it:
Revisionism!
It
is
perilous,
yo.
It
is
perilous,
yo.
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