I can learn

flow — adaptation —
slow growth — friendliness towards
my own becoming

This poem’s optimism ignores the inconvenient fact that there are limits to the capacity for new growth and limits to the capacity for learning. But generally I’m not someone who can be accused of too much optimism, so I’m pleased to have written it. My dream involved a long, spontaneous, and very relaxed and natural, process of shitting a turd. I am currently in Durham on business with a colleague. The poem describes the lessons I often feel I am learning from her.

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