was sitting on the beach the other day, playing my banjo.
i'm still trying to get rhythm down so try and talk and do other things while i play to make the strum instinctual.
i can talk but cant really sing to certain beats.
i had with my a w.s. merwin book of poems
and opend it up and read poems as i played.
it sounded great and brought me into the trance of the poem
it had a sort of storytelling folky bobdylan feel
but it put the poems in a different place
changed what they were when i read them last.
i like how poems do that, they're never the same.

merwin wrote i nthe beginning of the book about the process of selecting his poems for that anthology and how he didnt change or revise them even if he wanted to -for he was no longer the same person who had written that poem.

i look at my old poems and feel this too. and sometimes i revise them to current times or for clarity as my view is more objective with time, but sometime being in it, in the depths of the ocean not knowing which way is up to the surface is the point of swimming yeh? being on a boat looking down is always a good complimenter too. ....i dont know theres this one french poet i think who said that a poem is never finished, only abandoned.....what do you all think?