Knowing When to Stop
Garnet Shaw Robbie
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I hesitate to use the word you coined just yesterday but this is a wonderfully poetic representation of same. Dare I say you’ve gerstled it? I’ve always believed in my heart of hearts, to paraphrase McLuhan that sometimes, “The overwork is the message.”

One can’t ethically streamline a poem about overworked poems.

I love how you threw an “orange” in there as if to say, if I work this long enough, even the oranges will ryhme. It’s sweet. I love it.