limerick, after "air and light and time and space"
"I'll write when the iron is hot!"
no baby, you use what you got,
and make your art still
in a mine or a mill,
instead of excuses why not.
"I'll write when the iron is hot!"
no baby, you use what you got,
and make your art still
in a mine or a mill,
instead of excuses why not.
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