When baking poems, you should use strong flour, which is made from hard words. This produces the right kind of dough for lyric work produced at high temperatures, because it has a high fluten and bard core content.
You find yourself thinking in such predictable ways—predictable even to yourself.
Tear here, it says. Just in the corner where two thin clear sheets almost, but not quite, seal together.
Or should I put it another way: what makes a poet successful?
Do you say ‘weep’ ever – except inside a poem?