A Writer's Notebook, Day Five-Hundred-And-Fifty-Eight

I am not certain about my poems of late.  Thiley have been changing, and I have been trusting more in my unconscious impulses, which often results in wild ideas at times.  I find it difficult knowing which of these poems is really succeeding and which are not. 

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