I HAVE BEEN COUNTING MY REGRETS
I have been counting my regrets.
Bacon, Facebook, cigarettes.
Anger. Bluster. Laziness.
Fearfulness, indifference,
lousy lovers, stupid bets—
things that should not be confessed.
I’m still not dead. It should be said
I haven’t finished counting yet.
—from Rattle #54, Winter 2016
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Wendy Videlock: “I think I am a devotee of poetry in large part because it refuses paraphrase, has little interest in good manners, and doesn’t have a dress code.” (website)
