PARLOR POETRY
Here in Kansas—
Writing in the Yeats parlor
Ariel gets born
It’s like a “sea-change”—
That’s why Sylvia's Double
Makes a poet
It's when the Muse comes—
To live with me the same way
Then it's my Double
Ditching Big Daddy—
Becoming my own Other
I write for myself
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